My family
will be the death of me
not my wife's side
that's sure
My dad's morbid fascination
of controlling his million in afterlife
the rest of us must
endure
My mom's utter belief
my older brother does no wrong
me in the middle, and the younger one
un-decisive and unsure
Come the day, they've gone away
I'll miss them and shed my tears
left here alone with brothers, grown
fighting over money
that I deplore