Nice poem Prince. It's sad how good souls are so very often corrupted by unbriddled desires and ill-conceived plans. Thanks for sharing.

Baba

>From: Prince Obrien-Coker <[log in to unmask]>

>Reply-To: The Gambia and related-issues mailing list <[log in to unmask]>

>Subject: Poem For A Nameless Friend

>Date: Sun, 6 Mar 2005 14:00:00 +0100

>Since the days of yore we used to be pals.

>We did many things we shouldn't have done.

>The times were when you had morals but

>Shades of darkness now cover your eyes;

>The eyes that used to clearly see.

>Aunty "M." and Uncle "M" goodly brought you up and

>A devil's job was never meant for you.

>That you are sage I have no doubt,

>It simply never crossed my mind

>That you, unnoticed, will ever join the gang..

>The days of reckoning are in sight

>When most of the gang will be called to account.

>Prince

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