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Some brothers step on other siblings to survive
Morals fall to dirt like the raindrops from the skys
Unseen and left unfelt they sit and rot with hate and vengeance
Longing for the day they gain revenge with their ascendance
Peace is never felt when family leaves family in pieces
Strongest of the strong crippled as money is their weakness
What if someone stepped on the faces of those you eat with
Would you draw your blade?
Would you slice away until their soul is slain and caved?
Would you jump for joy as a mother has lost their child?
Returning home with blood on your body from actions vile..

Not a good look
Staring at the clouds
Demons in the shade
Evade in smokey shroud
I see them all the time
They don't attack out loud
Their tactics soaked in grime
They make their brothers proud
The speed is not sublime
He could've saw it coming
Too focused on his needs
Blades soaked in blood
Brothers possessed by greed..
 Feb 2015 Bra-Tee
jeffrey conyers
You might not get the credit you due.
To the father that knows , he's a dad.
You need no pat upon the back.
Or congratulation for being that.

As long as your child knows that's all that matter.
The ones that takes notice salute you highly.

For getting them to school.
And assisting them with their homework too.
For being there when they have mom not to run too.

To the father that stays.
While others runs away.
Who skips being with friends?
When their kid(kids) needs them

Who discipline them with an ounce of kindness?
Who earns honors?
For being a worthy man.

And smile when he hears his children's say dad.
Who own mother is proud of him?
For she raised a man.
Who she can testify as a great dad?
 Feb 2015 Bra-Tee
NeroameeAlucard
Well I write poetry and post
It
I capture feelings in flows and yes I know this
But who am I?
Is NeroameeAlucard another persona I created?
Or me... The real me trying to escape it's mental containment?
I'm having a crises involving my self forged identities
it's alien to me to try to just be myself
when hiding behind my masks forged on feelings
But having to face the world without a mask?
that would be like Majora not having wrath
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