The Number Of My Friends Poem by Kenneth Maswabi

I have always wanted to have friends
To let my heart wallow in the hands of good companionship
I have been to the edge of imagination
Searching for the perfect friendship manual
That will prescribe the type of person on my friendship list
I have searched through the thick fog of knowledge
To try and unveil the poster of a perfect friend
They say a friend in need is a friend indeed
I have sought answers from the book of logic
I have looked through the telescope of time
I have been to the library
Searched through a million books
What is the personality of a good friend?
How many friends should I have?
Do I need a friend at all?
These are some of the question that pricked my mind
As I sat chewing on the cud of hope
I was closing in on the answer to my questions
I was finally at the gate of my friend's heart
I was about to know the face of my true friend/s
From the realm of imagination
To the outskirts of madness
I had made a sketch of my true friend/s
It was not a picture of a person
It was a picture of Love
I was amazed
Love is my friend
Be in Love
Be the Love

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