More often than not have I heard,
so cliché a phrase – “alone we all came”.
A phrase that seeks to justify
so bizarre a claim, yet widely acclaimed
that you need not other men to thrive.
Yet have I not seen any mortal ship safely arrive,
without the significant input of an external drive.
I’ve seen nations rise and fall,
kings installed and dethroned,
horizons broadened and narrowed
lives being made and marred.
And all had but one ingredient in common,
the radical input of another.
Yet seek I to illuminate,
the agents of the positives,
Friends – as they are called.
They surface quietly, yet operate valiantly;
your success their noble desire.
Immensely loyal they are,
but at your every fault they frown;
A better you – their crown.
They scold like a father and show care like a mother.
They cling to you all through your journey,
Yes! – Your sojourn through the furnace.
Rarely are they seen,
Scarcely are they kept.
But to one who finds them,
More precious than rubies are they.
They help through every of life’s daunting malady,
to reinstate your joyful and peaceful harmony.
Their voice echoes hope,
their presence a powerful catalyst.
None can do without them,
not even the most independent of all – certainly not.
Have you identified yours?
Have you appreciated yours?
Do you cherish their presence?
Do you acknowledge their relevance?
And finally, are you a friend you’d want to keep?
This is dedicated to all my friends:
Past or present, just entered, currently present or already exited,
that have helped shape my life and mould my mind.
Though sometimes it may not look like it,
But you are greatly valued!
