Saving My Brother -- Trevor Depugh

Dear God, He's done it once again, He had to go back, and take care of them, His real momma and his sister, and his step Daddy too, They needed things, that only he could do. It's a bad part of town, he's told me so, I asked him not to leave, but he said he had to go. Bring him back, I want him in one piece, You brought him once before, Now Please God, return him to me. My brother is my savior, I worship at his feet, I need him in my life, his presence is so sweet. Whats that!? I heard a slamming door, that must be him now, I'll pray again later, that's a promise, my vow. Thank you God, for bringing him home to me, If he was awake I'm sure he'd agree. He came home last night, with a black and blue eye, His lip was swollen, and he had hidden tears in his eyes. He ribs were bruised, in fact I think one was broke, His head was throbbing, when he came in he barely spoke. I helped him down the hall, though he's much bigger than I, And when his knees gave out, you must have been nearby. I somehow found a strength I never had before, And with my arms around him, I got him through the door, I laid him on my bed, and told him not to sleep, I stayed up all night, and tended to his needs. Dear God, thank you, for keeping him alive, I don't know what happened, but I didn't let myself cry. He's my brother God, and my love for him will thrive, We watch each others backs, you don't have to ask why. You answered my prayers, you brought my brother to me, You gave him a home, God I hope you can see, We don't need an answer, though our question is as simple as can be, We sometimes wonder, did you give me to him, or him to me.