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WE
I saw my brother the other day wandering; Just as always.
He is so different than me. Not a rock, but fluid.
He always just road the current and took what that left him. I felt sorrow for him.
Did he feel like a fish out of water?
-I built my life out of sweat and blood.
He lives in the moment, and has his fun.
I happened along one day,
And saw my brother give a street person
His coat,
I felt a tear,
Maybe I did not know him as well as I should,
I thought and was taken aback that day and decided, not to rest my head
until I talked to him.
I went back later and found him talking amongst his Kind.
Yet I hoped he would take some time for me.
This brother, my brother I never knew.
I thought I was there to help him in some way.
What I found that day I cannot say But for my soul, I asked him that day,
to pray; and not leave me without his blessings.
He did not speak nor address my concern for my own soul.
He just sat back and fired up a bowl.
And told me he’d been carrying my soul
And I realized he had reached his own goal,
That not one be left behind.
He inspired me with fire; he is one of a kind.
And now that
Fire inside can live knowing
All is well.
And I am not destined to hell!
So kindle YOUR fire inside, and aspire to know
You,
As well as thy Brother!
