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Brothers We Be, Brother We Be Free

brothers we be, brother we be free brothers we be brother we be free me and lil bro would have these sword fights yelling fight to our deaths yelling to the victor gets Kristina the neighbor's daughter we were young about ten drawing inspiration from each other and being heroes someday we be we also put words in Kristina's mouth she didn't mind, she was like us this was back in the late 60's in the land of the midnight sun, Norway it was also during a time in history of the viet nam war where these Americans were being protested against numerous time, i remember, the house windows being spray painted and broken brothers we be brother we be free we also faced hostility from neighboring kids, much older kids to the sword fights we go we fought gallantry with our little weenie sticks we would fought with so much gallantry, so gallantry the kind we would roast weenies and marshmallows on we were Spartans, fighting passionately honing our skills for these mean kids and let me tell you those weenie sticks hurt it hurt our backside when i sliced off mom's roses let me tell you brothers we be brother we be free we were also mischief stealing dads cigs and liquor sneaking out late at night to our tree forth one time with Kristina and let me tell those tree forts hurt our backside let me tell you, i kid you not especially when Kristina's dad told ours, ouch brothers we be brother we be free against the neighboring kid we held our own let me tell, me and lil bro earning respect on the fjords fishing, canoeing, swimming in winter skiing, especially long jumping and hockey summer months playing soccer in time we were ingratiating ourselves with the hood let me you we did the best was taking a hike deep into the forest one day coming upon an inhabited cabin breaking in, stealing some reindeer horns, girly mags cookies and sweets it was passage of life, it forged memories for two brothers that grew some balls, conviction experience growing up fast to protect their honor against the hood but mostly, mostly brothers we be brother we be free connie pachecho 1/21/17

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