Who Your Friends Are

I did not like him or he did not like me
Though i could not define him as my enemy
Whenever we did meet it was hello or good day
And little else to each other we had to say
With each other we did not have much to do
There was never any liking between us two
The day that my car broke down on the roadway
And my mobile phone battery flat it did not seem my day
Stuck by the road twenty kilometres from home maybe more
Thumbing to drivers for help passing me by the score
None bothered to stop or even slow down
Until the one i did not like or who did not like me from my side of the town
Stopped and gave me a drive home in his car
It is when you are in trouble you know who your friends are.