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Burdened Brother
I saw this brother some time Cold and hungry for some affection Yet roaming the streets With pride and his head held high He looked happy But did he feel happy His sores dripped with fear And blood running down his spine Screamed of his neediness and When his hand reached out to me You could tell his soul was falling apart He wrote sins of man on his soul Clenching his fist on needles that made him bleed Molten anger He lost righteousness the moment He spelled his name before the eyes Of satan He cursed the alphabets that gave his life meaning and wished he could walk down the birth lane his creator felt denied of a son that she carried on a trial of nine months he saw this woman whose life just ran down her eyes tears bathing her face relieving her of pain he drank from her tears misery for the sake of love they looked happy but did they feel happy in his prayers he called to God out loud that he sees his troubles and can read between the stretch marks that tattooed his behind he preferred to cry with his head buried on his lap than let her wipe them he saw happiness on the wings of the birds that flew on the blue and torture peeled his skin and let the vultures feed on his flesh... happiness was a privilege to this man!!!!
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