Facets of Friendship, Part 3: “Fairweather Friends” [sonnet]

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There’s nothing more unsettling than to find —
when setting out on virgin paths untrod —
that many friends you thought were right behind,
and moving with you, were a patent fraud.

They said they’d always watch your fragile back
and stand with you when life got deadly tough —
protect you from irrational attacks;
but in the end their words were just a bluff.

And so you learned your lesson well that “friends”
can be your enemies who haven’t yet
revealed themselves. In shock one comprehends
they’ll leave you in the lurch without regret.

For every faithful friend you have in life
a dozen more plunge in your back their knife.

© 2011, Alan Morrison

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