A Loyalty Needed
Where I look for a friend,
There are none to give voice to,
None to jeel with,
To have a bone with is,
What a friend that gives loyalty.
A joy where it becomes a favorite,
Life, that has little joy,
Would it be a friend or an echo,
A receiver or deceiver,
Both, a friend and foe,
Where would not be minded to discern,
To have a sliver of truth,
Where the ground has to set.
For what mind do I have,
Or what unkindly hand I held with,
To what corner or what person
That gives a life, a loyalty that stands —
To a devastation that is cruel,
However, belongs to me.