Dear Brother Poem by Isiah On a Corner in the Thundering Darkness
Dear Brother
Dear brother,
do you love me or do you think your self above me
am i just the slime between your toes or Doust thou count me among those select few who are privy to company amongst your court am i that or just the sort you’d not let into your fort.
put me on trial for crimes you imagine me a monster
and when you hang me will you miss me
my songs of foreboding or my catchy self loathing
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5/6/2024 7:36:24 AM # 1.0.0.1119
I love how you put 'doust thou' it fits this poem really well keep writing -Tyease