Everyone’s got theirs
That once in a lifetime friend-they don’t come in pairs.
Mine was this dude named Mike
A smooth talking antique hustling semi gangster
That you can’t help but like
Talk game strong and his nights usually long
Had a smile that could light up even the biggest shed
All American good looks ; compliments always went straight to the head
When I first met him he was young and hungry for success
He took a gamble for a friend and ended up in a big legal mess
Cost him the best years of his life
Never gonna have that house , kid, or wife
Some people think he was a bad dude
They are as ignorant as they are rude
He allegedly made his living selling drugs
Didn’t lie,cheat, or steal and he was anything but a thug
He was was intelligent, witty, and his loyalty ran deep
With the occasional erratic outburst provoked by lack of sleep
Someone I was proud to call my friend
From the late 90s till the tragic end
So people please listen to my plea
Because this is what Mike could never see
You gotta slow down and make a few minutes every day
Hit your knees and make time to pray
Stop complaining about things making you stressed
And realize if you woke up and
still breathing today
you really are blessed
Live each day as if it was your last
Don’t let anything or anyone define you especially your very own past
Life will teach you an expensive lesson
Every person you encounter in it truly a blessing
Eventually you will feel the cost
Learning to love the ones you have lost
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