Dear Brother

Imitation is the best manner of flattery, Growing up in a dysfunctional family. You were the only person I ever wanted to be, A real life super hero no offence to marvel, Every pearl of wisdom I treasure until I lay beneath this earth. Style and class was like your second nature, Always on a mission like 007 going on solo adventures. I drop a tear when I recall 99's December, When the father I hardly knew departed to a memory only to be remembered, My physical maturity Had not even reached the conquest of puberty I locked eyes with insanity Though I had a youthful mind breaming with curiosity I now realize the depth of the calamity.