Your brother needs your arms
More than a hunger crowded street in winter
Untenable politics gets us tongue twisted
Witless and lamentable muse don't leave
'bandoning dreams of mine in America
Inamoring us all with her fair skin
A dollar for brown eyes sliced proper
A bruised boy for shining his shoes
Wishing he was in your shoes in this ragged route
Such purity in vice, rusts in dire strait
Despite, her lover she walks like us, you fool
Wither go you, fobbing and treading
Worthless heart is like yours and mine, but, time
Time takes all of us and buries leaves of grass