By Martin Anton Smith

You are now gone,

An early exit stage left.

Yes I was a good friend,

But I also put a big wall up between us.

A wall that stopped us from being ‘brothers’.

And now that you are gone,

It has hit me that that was what you needed

.

Everyone thinks I was a great friend to you,

But I’m not sure that I really was.

You helped me be less of a bastard,

And at least we sat & drank beers quite a lot,

Not saying much at all,

Because silence was your catch phrase.

I was too too lazy it’s true,

And I know my lazyness was one coin side,

And your loneliness the other.

But I also know much of your loneliness,

Was not the type a ‘best friend’ could kill.

So I’ll try to not beat myself up too much.

A couple of swift mental gut punches this month will do.

And then no more.

Everyone half decent & above deserves to rest in peace,

Be they alive or dead.

And so that covers us both.

Farewell my friend.