As What Who You My Friend...
by - - - - - - - TRASK
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
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Poem What True Friend Is:
Word FRIEND Is Most Misused Word
In Entire Websters Dictionary,In Accord
For One To Have True Friend
You Must Be True Friend Then
Some, For If You Have One True
Friend Throughout Your Lifetime,You
Are Consider Yourself Fortunate,ForIt Be
All Those Acquaintances Say They Are Your True Friend, See
It This Way,Where Were They When You Really Needed Help Or
When You Were Really Down And Out
So,Project Yourself Back 1 Week,1 Month,
1 Year,Are You Still Sure They Are Your True Friend,Come
Now, You Are Unsure You say
One Really Is Your Friend With Dismay
Maybe This Little Poem Teach
You Lesson In Life How To Reach
Above All That Sham Is Around
You!You May Find 1 True Friend,Profound
You Say!1TrueFriend Who WantsNothing But
Your FriendshipIn Return,NothingMore!Cut
All Those Acquaintances Out Of Your Life
You'll Find You Have Little Or No Strife
Would You Like To Be My Friend,Then
You've Got To Prove To Me,TRASK
That You All Care And Share
And That You All Are Really Aware
Of What Life Is All About
And With Out a Doubt
You Will Become My Friend...
TRASK... c 1979/2010 TRASK...
BEST EXAMPLE I CAN GIVE YOU IS:
You Become Homeless, You Lost Your
Home,Car,Belongings,$$, Girl Fiend Or
Wife? Tell Me Then Who Is Really_
Your True Friend? When Your Down And
Out Doubt Do Read My Poem 10 And
12Times-Tell Me Who Was/Is Still Your_
If You Live Be 195 And Still Can Count
1 True Friend On 1 Hand- Can't Count
Consider Yourself Fortunate All Rest_
Had Been Are Were Only ACQUAINTANCES!
Whether Its My Space, Face Book Or
Shit Book-Like Charlie Chan, My More
Favorite Kung Fu Man Admits He Has_
No Friends - ONLY 1,000s FANS!
If You Read This And Did Not Get
Message-I TRASK Assure With All My(Fit)
Heart An Soul You Will Get Message_
"Sooner Than You Can Blink"!
Soon You Can Will Be So Alone In World
Of Millions Humans Who Have No(Place)
To Go But Down!
I TRASK Have Never Will Be Commonplace
Only Forever In Your Face!
ME,TRASK "Poetic Prophet" c 1979/2010 TRASK...
Of Fools (Humans) And (Men) Mice!
You Never Know How Well You
Have Done It,Until You
Try Undo The Thing That You Did!
One Pleasure 1,000 Pains!
You As I Will Triumphant By Virtue!
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|Reviewed by Laura Fall
|I sure know now that I am truly glad that I found a friend in you and no doubt about it.After living an endless road of heartache I can finally rest assure that one true friend would lift me if I have fallen-TRASK Remarkable words PAL!
|Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)
|Wow...this is awesome Trask..I consider you my friend always...please stay safe and always well sweet friend..Hugsss..like I said before I love your mind..(sighhh)..never change... your wonderful just the way you are....also thank you so much for your lovely comment on my last poem you made me smile..|
|Reviewed by Regis Auffray
|You make some very valid points about friendship, TRASK. Thank you for sharing your philosophy on this topic. Love and peace to you,
|Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK
One Poet Kool As You Always Were-I Have Saying:
"I Wish Nothing On You That You Do Not Wish On Me"...
Truth: Our *Families So Much Alike-Hate They Will Meet In Satans Holy Hell--
They Can Mutilate Themselves To Their 2nd Deaths,i.e.In Holy Hell You Can Die 1,000 To 1,000,000 Deaths...
* My Asshole PA. 3rd Oldest Brother Dick(Head) Conned My El Estupido Sister Into Give $ My Mothers Estate (Couple $1,000s) He Claimed He Paid $ For My Mothers Funeral,i.e. Whence My Dead Bastard Evil Jew Daddy Had Above In Wall Casket-Mausoleum- Already $ Paid For Years In Advance...
As For Rest My 2 Face Family, My Born Excuse Son--
None Them Ain't Worth Powder & Shit Blow Them To Holy Hell And Back--
I'll See Them (All Who Cross(ed) Me) All Burning In Holy Hell Long Before I TRASK Ever Get There...You One Poet Will Be My Witness And You Will Have Last Laugh To!
|Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper
|great poetic expression Trask in your style. As far as friends are concerned you're right, I have no true friend or friends, not even family members. If you don't kiss peoples ass the way they want, they treat you like shit. I gave up on friends a long time ago, but i do love people. I like nice kind understanding people, you don't have to be my friend, just a nice kind person who lives and let live. Most people got their heads up their own asses, buried deep, so deep a fart won't even peep, and their shit will keep. Basically humanoids are a bunch of back stabbbing motherfuckers. Burnie Mac gave the definition of motherfucker in the kings of comedy movie. It can mean a person place or thing. Example, I loaned that motherfucker my motherfucking money. I asked the motherfucker to pay me back my motherfucking money. The motherfucker is no where to be found. When I catch up with the motherfucker, I'm going to bust his motherfucking head. Well dear sir, this describes my motherfucking life when it comes to motherfucking friends and family members. I call you friend Trask and that's just what you are. We're poetic friends on the den and fellow poets. Whether we'd be good friends in real life I can't say. But I will tell you this, I am no phony, never have been, never will be. My favorite motto is, "Do unto others as you would have them do unto you." One of my favorite aunts motto was, "trust no living ass and tip lightly among the dead." I relate with this one also. My aunt was a great strong loving lady, fucked over by almost all her stupid ass family members, I'm a member of the same family, I know almost all the stupid motherfuckers. One of her sisters my aunt also, sits up in church every Sunday and prays to the Lord, but never quit hating on her own sister. She was in charge of her funeral, she threw my aunt in the ground, gave her a five minute funeral and the rest of the family just sit by and let her do it. Most of them knew she hated my aunt. I drove 600 miles for a five minute funeral. I was so dam mad I could spit. When I asked my aunt why the funeral was so short, she started crying and telling me why she hated her sister. Hated her on into death. I was basically through with the family afte this. take care Trask|
|Reviewed by Karen Palumbo
|Insight and truth abounds in the factual piece of friendship. Always remain true to yourself, the rest is passisve...
Be always safe,
|Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)
|If a person can rob you of your solitiude, but replace it with companionship; that is a true friend. The rest are just imposters. Beautiful poem Trask.|