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what has our world come to
nothing can be called normal
this time and this place cant be held
we must act but not of use of fear and violence
its christmas and along comes new years
yet we still shed the hearts of those in need
in such time why do we use fear as our weapon of choice
i tell you brother your tone wont hurt me
rather my emotions and affection towards you
brothers and sisters have bonds even stronger than those who are wed
and yet im sitting here in my room hoping you understand
understand what you do is wrong and so you still try to control
control those who are weaker than you
once you went through a hard breakdown
i remembered all the torture
all the pain
all the tears
and all the blood that was caused by your fist
my heart called out to me and said
let him be, he has showed you that he doesnt want you
but something deeper inside my heart
something called an emotion
that emotion called out in a hard whisper...
Love
i tried to ignore it as much as i can
then the hard whisper turned into a calling
Peace!
suddenly my body moved to him and just sat next to him
"what did i do to deserve you as my brother from hell"
before he answered i say
"your my bro from hell but your an angel in my heart still"
he had nothing to say
i knew that when i said that
Peace wouldnt last long
that moment
that place
that time
made our brotherly love grow
it grew higher and taller than we will ever see it go
our Respect for each other is like walking in the winter snow
we dont think about what our legs are going to do next
we are thinking of something else
"whats going to happen today?"
goes through our heads
"will we fight? will we argue?"
"will there finally be a day we can consider normal?"
"when can we just be brothers and not enemies in a cage locked up abroad"
its 1:28 a.m here
my mom said turn off the comp when it was 12:30
yet i stayed awake thinking about what i should write
my brother ever finds out about this
i shall never live again
our respect is shown in manners we cannot explain
its something i cannot gain or give to him
out of poem:now its 1:35 am and my moms pissed better get to bed or i really wont be able to live again eek xp
- Title: Peace Love and Respect
- Artist: neons2105
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Description:
brother moved to california a month ago and i didnt realize how much he really means...
and i just happend to be thinking about peace love and respect
and i "happend" to be thinking about what made us have this kind of relationship in the first place - Date: 12/30/2009
- Tags: peace love respect
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