He walked along and talked a game and they fell for it because he wasn't lame He wasn't new to it, he was immune to self-doubt he spoke in a whisper, never screamed, didn't shout His name was Jesse M. He was the best at his craft he basked in his glory while at the rest of us he laughed We were drawn to him like flies to light the leader of the pack, but sometimes he took flight he ran from things when they got too much I knew this guy well, he had a light touch I was young in body and old in mind I was too introverted, and what I did find he moved in like a falcon, a bird of prey And he disappeared with them while I sat on the bay I was the best friend of a playa, the forgotten man on a beach he was the big bird, I a grain of sand he would laugh as I struck out, I threw in the towel and I couldn't escape his friendly yowl People loved him, as did I, not ashamed to say even when I got nowhere day after day For I felt he deserved nirvana while I stood somewhat lower He always talked to me, never put me on the blower The best friend I ever had, the greatest person I knew eventually moved away, and all went blue He made me feel I was worthy, made me feel I was cool He rose above those in the mating pool He slipped from my grasp, eluded all calls I learned to get along without and grew some balls but that's not the way I am, never made it quick because without him my life would have been sick Sure he was a playa, sure he cared for his own But it never made a difference, his time he didn't loan He will never be forgotten, his influence is rife I will fill the void, that he left in my life.
Reason for writing:
To Jesse A.Martinez, the best friend a guy ever had.
Birth sign: Aries
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