Bora born

You me eh!_

Sing a song of patience to help troubled friends
inside passion plays which seem to never end.
On a carousel they cycle in their loss
which one to choose this time around, flicks the toss.

Help a friend in struggle street because you can
a lift home when it suits makes no real demands.
A coffee here, some cheap food there seems the go
the giveaway in real life terms helps the flow.

People always tell you who they really are
pay attention dear one thoughts may leave a scar.
Patterned behaviour creeps up the vine to fit
and shroud out candle light friendship surely lit.

What are they after, does empathy lie down
signed off by the iCrowd, giveaways leave town.
One for you, two for me self-served within mind
a filter used to justify friendship's decline.





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©  7th nov 2017 _ Nhawrr yirrpa



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