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.