There was once a boy I knew
And I knew him all too well
There was no better friend than him
Between the gates of heaven and hell
We always cared for one another
If you could see us, you could tell
For we knew each other a lot
And we knew each other well
…
Our childhoods flew away together
Amongst the green fields and the rain
Without a doubt, we thought out loud
We would never feel the pain
Of a precious friendship lost
Under any stress or strain
For our childhoods were spent together
Amongst the green fields and the rain
…
As we grew, like they always knew
Life knocked at our doors
It never came to devastate
But exposed our bond to pores
It was the same boat we ferried
But now without our oars
For we grew up way too fast
When life knocked at our doors
…
Now the swinging slinging days
Are behind us and are gone
All that’s left is the hustle bustle
From dawn to dusk to dawn
Pulled away from happiness
Towards money we’re now drawn
Soon enough the memories will
Be behind us and be gone
…
I wonder if we have a choice
Well I don’t know it at all
To free and liberate our souls
Or to stand up against the wall
If you could turn back the time
Would you brave and make the call?
For there was a boy I knew
Now I don’t know him at all
I love this !
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I really love this piece. For, There once was A girl I knew that Now I don’t know at all. So your lines:
“For there was a boy I knew
Now I don’t know him at all”
Really pulls at my heart strings.
She used to be my Best Friend. She used to have a head on her shoulders, she even helped me escape a very abusive relationship where I was getting sexually and emotionally abused. Unfortunately, she got to far into the dope game and prostitution. She’s now somebody that I don’t even recognize.
Thanks for sharing this poem. I absolutely love and relate to it.
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This is a good poem. You had something to say in this one
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Thanks.
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Yes, “f [I] could turn back the time
[I] Would [be] brave and make the call”
To remain true to my friend
And show love to him ’til the end.
Too bad we don’t see
The need between you and me!
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Very good poem. May I suggest that no experience is wasted. Part of living a balanced life is being unbalanced – quoting Ketut.
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It’s beautiful,sad and true… How life and money can make someone a stranger. Very good poem.
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Thank you.
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Wonderful poem but oh so true.
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There’s the poet we all love. A philosophical missive as all poems should be. Nice.
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So much that adulthood takes from us.
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Listen to “I used to know you” by Jonathan Kelly from his Album “Twice Around The Houses”. It will complement this fine piece very well. Chris T.
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Wonderful, Frank.
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Thanks.
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Although we all can’t wait to “grow up” it becomes
so tedious when you do.
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