If an inside joke became a poem…FB Post find (Feb 15th 2021)
It’s Friday It’s Friday
(Dedicate to Gerald U.)
As the day winds down a smile
Replaces my frown
Nothing big yet nothing small
Just a memory Of laughter
Of playlists battles
caught in the crosshairs
The more we protested
The louder it would play
And though we often felt
Underappreciated, underpaid
We had a common goal
Our faces always forward
Giving more than was even asked
Yet the house of cards was
Sure to crumble
As we gave and gave and
Honestly
Got very little back
We sometimes took it out on
One another
But it was never really true
We were comrades in arms
A wily pack of artist
Against the “man”
But we found our moments
We laughed loud and often
So when I hear the words
It’s Friday I smile wide
Remembering that even
Though we are far apart
Every Friday all you crazy
People are in my heart.
CobaltFae 