Brother Poem by Barbara H..

It seems like my brother is consumed
With the computer
In ninth gradehe failed a class
But everyone knows he didn't need a tutor

He is a genius
Why no one knows I'm confused
I see it everyday
In his head the rhythm of blues

I yell and I scream
And feel so bad
I feel the rhythm
this rhythm he had

He points and he laughs
But I know inside
It hurts him like a blister
He loves me a lot
I'll always be is little sister

-Barbara H..