Many days I have pondered
                             about our friendship
                             what I always wondered
                             will I lose grip?

To face the reality
takes a brave brain
even so
when there is little gain

                                         what if I become encumbered
                                         by relativism?
                                         or become blinded
                                         by logical positivism

All I've ever sought
was your authenticity
but the world has hidden
your certainty

                                                      ­                                    At the end of the day
                                                             ­                             I hope and pray
                                                            ­                              that you I will trust
                                                           ­                               not the devil's rust