my friend

My Friend,
I stand in judgment now.
And feel that you are to blame somehow.
On earth, I walked with you day by day.
And never did you point the way.
You knew the Lord in truth and glory,
But never did you tell the story.
My knowledge then was very dim
You could have led me safe to Him.
Though we lived together on earth
You never told me of his second birth.
And now I stand this day condemned.
You could have kept me from this fate.
We walked by day and talked by night
And yet you showed me not the Light.
You let me live and love and die.
You knew I’d never live on high.
Yes I called you a friend in life.
And trusted you through joy and strife.
And yet on coming to the end
I cannot now call you “My Friend”

ohyes, it hit straight to me. what have i been doing? have i done my part as a friend?
*think, ponder & question*