Brother or Man
Creation
Will you be a brother or man,
When it comes,
To the madness that,
Cannot be taken back,
Come by me to listen to,
What is valued not anymore,
In a twisted society that,
We have created, in this,
Stand up comedy,
Rolling clouds, a sure sign,
Of mother natures' chaos,
On wings of air, beautiful,
That a friend is not more common,
Peaceful adjustment to,
The backbone of sanity,
Let's fall asleep together,
And forget that today happened,
Neighborhood watch the storm,
Drag in and destroy the,
Trust built 30 plus years,
We all follow the protocol,
Through a cyclone of hell.
About the Creator
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Comments (7)
Ahh, This poem...Navigating Stormy Relationships!! I loved it! Congratulations on the top story!
Fabulous!!! Congratulations on Top Story!!!💖👍
profound!! GREAT and congratulations on TS
Nice
Touched the heart of humanity in this piece! Loved it and subscribed to you. Merry Christmas
So...subscribed to you. This was a deep and thought-provoking little poem. Lots of great things to ponder over. congrats on Top Story!
This poem feels like someone is in search of order amongst chaos, to me. Well written.