A poem of me and a very good friend of mine who is like a brother to me |
Brothers We are brothers though not of blood. Kindred souls connected through our mutual pain. We both thought we were lost till we found one another now we brave the storm together and help others when their hearts need healing. Guardians of the heart and soul. Soldiers of empathy. We run into the battle side by side keeping each other alive. The rain will fall the lightening will strike the thunder will roll and the wind will blow but together we will not faulter fore we stand tall. Though the night may be black as pitch we are not blind fore our brotherhood shines brighter than any other beacon. Though we are not kin of blood we have a bond stronger than steel. Our destinies intertwined. Hearts born in the rain and the pain two truly bright souls bound to meet on the boulavard of foolish dreams. We both walk the line. Two angels with one wing in the fire. we live on the wire. We may be different species fox and wolf the most noble canines untamed an infamous for their pride and wisdom and together a formidable match. We are brothers of soul heart and mind forever two fates intertwined. |