Swaying along the path embraced with broken peace,

Like herd of cattle behind a shepherd’s lead.

Every ounce of confidence bestowed with fear

And not a slightest room remain for an innocent queer.


As some grew, most remain gripped with vulnerability,

Divided within the family between sane and insanity;

Uttering deceitful sweet lullabies without the slightest guilt

And shatter to debris their dreams which were just built.


Throws dirt in the eye and promises a golden egg

But all too soon the summer tempest sets,

Giving way to suffer the fellowmen’s deceive

And cause his own brothers unease.


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10 Responses to Unbrotherhood

  1. Paul says:

    Hey this is quite a nice piece… Well you’ve pretty much outgrown me kid…

  2. Jingle says:

    Throws dirt in the eye and promises a golden egg..

    wow what a write.
    the way you use words are special..


  3. Lisa says:

    I love this one. Always fun to be different from the other sheep. Well, no, but always great for writing. It helps one to rise above.

  4. very brilliant one.


  5. Morning says:

    profound words…

    truly enjoyed the wordplay…


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