The Tickets

The Tickets

An ally once called an adjuvant friend

To spoke with courage and dedication

His eyes as stars seeing without end

Talked with love and determination

 

Revealed the enticement of his great plan

To conquer the greatest fear of man

With love so strong as shouts of a clan

Wanted to take the hand of a woman

 

The friend assured reinforcement

Not to leave his ally in a single moment

By words, actions, intelligence, and endowment

The ally became happy without any lament

 

The friend and the woman had a conversation

To made her understand the situation

That his ally to her with dedication

Convinced her to accept the sweet revelation

 

But as the conversation became too long

The friend and the woman mysteriously stared

At each other they knew a feeling so strong

Both were caught to the words being shared

 

The friend lost his mind

And forgot his ally

Being so kind

Was it only a lie?

 

He dreamed of his ally crying in the sand

While holding the sand with pain on his hand

He woke up with tears falling as he cried

Thought of the friendship was at stake when he lied

 

So he changed the course of his destination

Helped back his ally with appropriation

To be trustworthy was his only vision

And continue with his ally’s sweet mission

 

He bought two tickets of a known ball game

As payment of his rudeness that was to create shame

Gave it to his ally as a gift to the dame

So he had something good to proclaim

 

Friendship should be true without prevarication

That a thing must be done in good intention

Preserving the kinship would be so easy

If truth showers the days of reality

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading ;)