The phone rings, it's Steve,
I'll call him later.
the message tone alights,
I'll listen later.
The week goes on, have to return his call,
maybe later.
The second week busy, busy,
I'll call him later.
I here a tone, a text from Steve,
no his brother.
Steve's in the hospital, just a week to live.
Why didn't I bother?
I go to the message from weeks before, "help me!" Steve says in a garbled tone
"Help me!!" he said, "Help me!!!" he said!!!!
He's all alone.
Those were the last words I heard from him.
So much regret from a very bad friend.