for a friend
October 30, 2007
you reach out seeking refuge in your confusion
to have your knuckles rapped instead;
as you set out on this journey,
words of contempt replaced congratulations
and it was the goodbyes that went unsaid.
you broke a mold and broke a hold
threatening to stunt your dreams;
this move to them which seemed too bold
put an end to their unwanted schemes.
remember this, that love knows no bounds;
but at times they loved too harshly
and in that the fault is found.
