Character Poem-files: Alfie Lewis
February 11, 2011
No one hardly ever notices
the sidekick,
the jokester who has no story,
only pranks.
But maybe no story is needed
If you liven everyone else's up.
Maybe that's your place in the world:
To accept and wait on the sideline,
live life through humorously.
Until nightmarish winds push you into a game gone too far.
It's then when you see who your real friends are,
as you step onto the next level,
past the glass walls.
Real friends,
like your fellow prankster mate,
Whom you do everything with,
consult his trust and expertise of romance
thinking his help is for your own good.
Or is it for his own laugh?
You know of his glass door he has never stepped through,
you know of his reasons for it too.
What if this game of yours and yours only,
between you and him puts a bar,
with you within the fragile house,
you witness for what he really is.
And your friendship was a lie,
a truth for the game to uncover.
For now the role of the sidekick changes place.
As you're brought onto the truth,
and your friend bribes against the dark.
It's funny how your way suddenly seem clear,
even if misted by the past of wanting to be friends again.
But for now, you take charge
Hoping to get the girl your heart
was always set upon
like an fiery amber sunrise
Waiting for a new day to start
putting an end to the manipulative darkness
you had just escaped
brought upon you by a your "mate".
But maybe sunrise and dusk will meet,
clash for the better
and you'll be there to greet those two
Because after all,
they've always been an influence on you.
~TrinityFlower of Memories