You
lived next door to me for years;
We shared our dreams, our joys
and tears.
A friend to me you were indeed,
A friend who helped
me when in need.
My faith in you was strong and sure;
We
had such trust as should endure,
No spats between us ever
rose;
Our friends were like - and so, our foes.
What
sadness, then my friend, to find,
That after all, you weren't so
kind,
The day my life on earth did end,
I found you weren't a
faithful friend.
For all those years we spent on earth,
You
never talked of second birth.
You never spoke of my lost soul,
And
of the Christ who'd make me whole!
I plead today from hell's
cruel fire,
And tell you now my least desire -
You cannot do a
thing for me;
No words today my bonds will free.
But do not
err, my friend, again -
Do all you can for souls of men.
Plead
with them now quite earnestly,
Lest they be cast in hell with
me!
-- Author Unknown