Charles Ireland - Poem 21 – Tearing Lands Of Freedom lyrics

Once in life I had a friend Not he nor she but just a friend Then down when I was young A narrow minded vesicle A mortal not a man My gently soft and lonely friend Was not a mortal then We played and learned Explored and asked We played the games of youth But still When first I saw the body whole My one and only only friend Was no more me than friend Buy why Since childhood my society Condemned and dammed my friend My gentle soft and lonely friend The friend that I knew then