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  197.     

Broken Brothers

There should be more, older brother said, as
He left one day, and I stayed that day.
But brother, we remember differently
As you called me single minded, as you called me feeble minded
North you went, where scornfully you greeted the winter cold
And the Neanderthals who were beast and bold
But brother, we remember differently
As I could not leave my laughter, my culture and follow a dream behind
My people, my Ubuntu… would all be gone, so how could I, allow such in kind?
The desert was not kind as it made us gasp and blind
The sun burnt our crops and made my young to weep.
But brother, we remember differently
You discovered fire; you did not fall… even when they were beast and brute
Understood the cold and tamed the mighty mammoths
You flourished and made a home so far away from home.
But brother, we remember differently
The blazing sun soon called me friend
The daunting desert soon embraced my kind
I prospered here and there, I was happy… here and there
But brother, we remember differently
You conquered the seas and took to the air
You made machines and nice cuisines
Discovered mathematics and named the stars.
But brother we still remember differently
I did little in your eyes, and little still in these eyes you gave me now
I was happy and I needed less perhaps this, is why I tell.
My hopes and dreams are engraved in my skin,
I went too close to the sun up high, and came back a lil too dark.
It is the fairytale in me, the novel… the romantic
But we remember differently
Older brother came back in the fall, with a mighty ship and deadly machines
This made my blood to rush, and my opinions to hush.
You had changed and so had I, You spoke white and I spoke me
So I could not tell you, Mother is dead
Nor remind you my blood is yours
You found a new God, so you looked down on mine
You told me my God is erroneous, my belief was worse
Courtesy of Darwin you found varied eyes, hair and even skin to match…
That hampered us not to see that you are my own, and you once left me as sketch.
But brother, why do we remember so differently?
I welcomed you with open hands,
Welcomed you like a brother of mine and shared with you all that was fine.
But brother, you have the weakness same as me… you forget same as me, so
You called me primitive as you took my land
You called me stupid as you shook my hand
You instilled your beliefs, and abolished my beliefs
You took me west and made me slave,
You told them I was not saved, and that I lived in a cave
You changed my system, you made you king and saw me ant
But brother, why do we remember so differently?
I know your story differs from mine
I know all will be well in time.
Brother of mine, know I forgive you, for all you had done, and
I do not blame you for all you had done.
But now that I have reminded you, that brother, my blood is yours
What will you do… what will you do?
 
Romeo D. Matshaba

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  198.     

My Brother

My brother
Is my son
He is my elder brother
And yet
He is
My smallest
Brother
Still!
 
Eman Elbadawi

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  199.     

Fishin Family

I come from a fishin family, yes I do,
My brothers got it bad, that is so true,
More dedicated than the mailman who delivers,
The hurricane was coming, my brother headed for the river,
His wife got all upset and they started fightin,
If you see bodies flying will you please come in? ?
My brother said, it all depends on if the fish are bitin,
 
Vallerie Lobell

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  200.     

Abondement! : (

MY NAME IS JESSICA RODRIGUEZ AND THIS POEM LIKE A SHORT STORY IS A TRUE LIFE EVENT AND I THINK I SHOULD SHARE IT WITH THE WORLD ABOUT MY DRAMATIC EXPERINCES THAT ALMOST COST MY LIFE REPLY BACK TO THIS EMAIL AT YOUR CONVINENCE AND I HAVE ALOT MORE SHORT STRORIES LIKE A POEM ABOUT RAPE AND HEARTBREAK AND CHEATING AND ALOT MORE!

Left to fend for myself. Being abondened is a bitch! Anger rageing I cut myself again and again.WHY! ? Did she do this to me? It's my fault! Being abondened at birth left to fend for myself. Many questions I ask! Away from my brothers, dad, and my whole family. Hideing in a corner afraid of being by myself in the world. Wearing all black, doing drugs, and running away confused about why I am here. Crying for my daddy and brother's every night. Getting taken to a visiting family every week. People think they can replace my family and make me the happiest person alive. Not going to happen I am miserbale and confused. Christmas comes around I don't really care I'm not with my family why do I care. I hated christmas so much. Making friends was okay but I didn't care all I wanted was my family. Going to phsycotic check-ups to make sure I don't kill myself. Never a phone call from that bitch of a mother she didn't care she only cared about herself. She was only thirty minutes away and not a phone call nor visit. Dad away at a buisness trip on the other side of the world he wanted to take us away so bad but couldn't he was half way around the world it wasn; t his fault is was my bitch of a mother's fault. My dad sended presents to me and my brothers on chrismas, birthday, and everyother holiday. But, nothing fromt hat bitch of a mother. Some questions still play in my head: Is this my fault? , Why did she do this? , and questions after questions my head will never stop asking. Fourteen years and I'm still tramatized it keeps playing in my head and will never stop.
BY: JESSICA RODRIGUEZ from CAPE CORA, FLORIDA
BASED ON MY EXPERINCES AS A CHILD. THANK YOU MOM FOR DOING THIS TO ME!
 
jessica rodriguez

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