I am a brother
I am a brother
I am a brother born of a father
I am a brother born of a father
I am a brother who's mother earned a beating by a drunken husband
I am a brother who's mother worked like a helot, repugnant
I am a brother who had to hide in a closet from a violent thrashing
I am a brother who couldn't sit because of a lashing
I am a brother who had to clean up the vomit
I am a brother who stood by watching him pass out, I made a promise
I am a brother going to sleep hungry
I am a brother replete, swimming in milk and honey
I am a brother that faces the cold as the breath of death
I am a brother that enjoys warm wealth
I am a brother that is the renegade
I am a brother that chose to escape
I am a brother that learnt from my father
I am a brother that learnt from my father
I am a brother that's my father
I am a brother that's not my father
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Pharos Beckons
PoetryWriting is my escape. -Johanna Hefer- Writing is the painting of the voice -Voltaire- To survive you must tell stories -Umberto Eco- To write means more than putting pretty words on a page; the act of writing is to share a part of your soul with the...
