From Brother To Brother - My Father Too, Sorry

Like brothers do We fought and cried But brothers we were Family tied One parent, our father Brought us up An ill man Who deserved so much But that fateful night Only one son came back Knocked down Dragged over blackened tarmac Running home Thoughts in my head I can't say sorry Boom Boom's dead Into the arms Of my distraught dad Five minutes earlier Two sons he had If we had not raced On that Monday night If he was not so fast So out of sight He would be here Beside my dad I'm so sorry For being so bad For all our fights He would rather see His two boys being boys In front of thee " My entry into the I'm Sorry contest run by Christie Moses and Sharon Weimer " http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/me.php