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My Brother's Keeper

A dim light

By Ruben GonzalesPublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Half the time our eyes are open, we're still sleeping//

As if in reverse we never peddle forward, tho lay in the past weeping//

My brother's keeper in a different sense, I was lost and toking//

For each inhale the battle, I was slowly loosing//

For each moment, I was surely teaching//

A mentor without knowing, a chef without boasting//

A dim candle lit in the far is the emotions the heart is showing//

Why do we not listen, yell without thinking//

Treat our blood like somebody else because we're sinking//

This isn't the way for their footsteps are sure to follow//

Abusing their wives and neglecting their own for father's skills are shallow//

No one to lend an ear for frustration's got the best of him//

Rather have it now than later so the dark is beckoning him//

Temptation at its finest the red line is getting thinner//

No remorse for his family the voices are getting clearer//

One more strike and he's done now we see our brother through foggy mirrors//

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About the Creator

Ruben Gonzales

I write for poetry, for life, to take one's understanding so much deeper then that they know of. I tell the stories with a meaning thats beyond with a feeling that will pull you in.

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