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Brother

The outkast of the class, sat alone, Indian style in the corner So unique caused by newness but such the same because of appearance The invitation of bonding was brought about and he was accepted as a brother Days, months, and years were logged in the the history books and I still call him brother to this vary day All the smiles and tears was an adhesive to bond brotherhood for life All the stupid acts committed acted as a spice to smile especially when life seemed so hopeless and tomorrow seemed so far away Those days sculpted me And with a eternal carving to have that back once again I sit, and humble myself with a reality of growing up I will always have remembrance of this outkast as helping hand someone to laugh with and someone to cry with I will never forget my brothers And how everybody helped each other Even with absence of words Our memories are tattooed in my brain They will remain there forever Bonding with an outkast created love for a brother

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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