Real Friends

Real Friends

A Poem by Antoñyo
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Random scribbling

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How does it go? 
'Stupid is as stupid does.' 
Well now, is it not true then 
Friendship is as friendship does? 
And don't we hold that standard to apply to love? 
Did we not gasp at the sight of that football player 
punching his then-girlfriend into oblivion? 
Or did you feel warm'n tingly and say, "Wow, he must really love her." 
Okay, okay, I realize and take into account I'm a bit weird 
in comparison to what's normal in this world these days, 
but if I have to hit a woman I have issues on several levels, 
the first being, she is obviously not 'the one' 
The second issue for me would be, we were friends first. 
Possibly a best friend.
So as a friend, I could no longer stay with her or allow her 
to stay with me. I'm sick, or at the very least extremely insecure 
to the point that I need therapy. I'd be the man I wouldn't want 
anywhere near my sister. 
Of course, I am not such a man...but I have such a friend. 
She is miserable, unloved, on edge constantly, and frightened. 
She is lied to, cheated on, emotionally damaged and scared for life. 
And the rotten cherry on top, she is the provider outside the home 
and the maid and servant inside the home. 
I was her friend before I knew this. I saw her heart before her tears. 
She is talented and sweet but young to me and doesn't know 
of the strength women can have. 
She is my friend. 
And so I ask myself, what would a real friend do. 
Do I tell her to stick it out because marriage is sacred to me?  
Do I chastise her way of thinking because it is not like mine? 
Do I attempt to shame her around friends, pressure her into following the 
the path of the sheep in our circle of friends? 
or do I put her happiness, safety and well-being before my beliefs 
and tell her to run away...run like the wind...follow your heart 
for it's already gone. 
What kind of friends would we all be if we all put ourselves secondary 
and did what's best for those in need?  
I'd like to be the kind that listens first. 
You never know what a person has been through or the hell they could be in 
...now 

© 2014 Antoñyo


Author's Note

Antoñyo
I like to think, Real friends don't let friends drive life's highways drunk.

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Random thoughts on your subject of choice and with wonderful directions.

He says it is random scribbling, but I think it wonderful insight into a real Friendship!

Posted 8 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Josie E. Cook M. A.

8 Years Ago

Yes, I subject I often write about. too.
Josie E. Cook M. A.

8 Years Ago

He says it is random scribbling, but I think it wonderful insight into a real Friendship!
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Antoñyo

8 Years Ago

LOL Yes, random thoughts on a real story.

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