Actually I got this beautiful poem as a forward, when I was in second year of my college.. I had liked this then too..But it’s now that I truly feel the depth and the pain of the poem.. The poem is realistic to a scary degree… I guess all of us who have become so much involved with this corpo-life have some thing to learn from it…
It’s easy to think that it’s not only the ‘I’ who erred, Jim too has to share the blame…. But in relations that matter, it’s better not to wait for the other guy to take the first step.. else it may just be too late for you… ( I’m not preaching here, just drawing som conclusions for myself to think about.. I guess I’m the one who needs to learn the max from it)
Here’s the poem::
Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
“Tomorrow” I say! “I will call on Jim
Just to show that I’m thinking of him.”
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
“Here’s a telegram sir,” “Jim died today.”
And that’s what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.