and the pain within me subsides….
That day my fren you would realize it and be glad,
the warmth of the bloody ol fren u had
The dust we both once had a bite of….
still speaks of the adventures and our lay offs
The wound still speaks of the fall we had
You’re there, up there safe and its my duty to ward
The shoulder is now no more,
Armour tethered once, now a mere symbol of gore
The fist we pumped together once, is now for each other
This dismal weather, gotta end forever
The friend who stood besides for a fren indeed
Was the only saviour after God, beneath…..
Those die hard moments and memories to cherish
Never should they die….never perish ….