One of my brothers hates me
For being liberal
For being different
For being Weird
Poor
And atheist.
For being all he is not.
I do not hate my brother
I feel for him
Often a compassionate
Empathetic
Sympathetic
SADNESS.
When our mother lay dying in front of us
I wept a drought ending rain
My brother went through the motions
Only the motions
The clouds coughing dry
The heart screaming in pain
But my brother
My poor brother could not…. ………………………………….CRY.
I felt for my brother
So much pain that night
So much pain in life
Because I saw what a poor cripple my hateful brother is
Because my brother,
Cannot cry.