Friend I Say

Friend I Say

Seeing a space inside my head,
from corners four to centre stage.
Inside that man I see is honest bred,
perhaps he knows the weight of age.

To stand outside this room his house,
then comment upon his stance or gait.
Gives same the right of Rat to grouse,
lest we send this man to glibly state.

He mustn’t dance on cathedral floor,
natural the steps that make his choice.
To make good his sense he will ignore,
those who speak of kings in godly voice.

He shall have no kings among men,
nor instruction of or against his will.
Honour his own life, that of his kin,
then friend you’ll be now, until.