Brother Poem by Major Elazia

Brother
Or friend I knew
I entrusted you
My secrets I disclosed
That trust you betrayed
Yet,
You smile at me brother

Brother
I did no one wrong
For so long you have sworn
To read my name as good as dead
Why that kind of deed
Why soil my name indeed
What a day from you,
Brother I say,
You make me cry

When my wound oozes puss
Come and be my nurse
You know the contents of my purse
And you go ahead and make me frail,
You set out to see me fail.
Each heart I touch,
Of the lilies I browse,
And the roses I loose,
If you must know,
Then, I ask, must I go?
When all you do
Is pretend to be brother.

Life is cruel I say
To hear and be told
That you spoil my name
Too many a maiden I loose
Because of your foolishness,
I rest case knowing
I have you forgiven brother