My Brethren

My Brethren

A Poem by B30

My brethren, my brother, my partner, my friend.

The pain of my brethren as the tale pasts by 
Weakness starts showing and tears ask why 
The matter's been changed, our answers are lies 
The truth has no meaning, but we still abide 

My brethren, my soul 
My emptiness, my poem 
You do not understand 
For the fear that you don't 

I could form stones on the table we share 
I could care less for the careless we care 
Hunger myself for the food that you need 
Sacrifice myself for the friendship we bleed 

My brethren, my friend 
My partner, it's damned 
That we should be left 
For life could never repair 

© 2012 B30

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Interesting paradoxical juxtapositionings. Thank you, you Thank !?

Posted 6 Years Ago

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There's something going on with this writing. It's loaded with subtle hints and innuendos. I like that and this is one of those works where we go away wondering if we really understood.

Posted 7 Years Ago

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7 Years Ago

Thank you! :D

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2 Reviews
Added on October 24, 2012
Last Updated on October 24, 2012
Tags: my brethren, friend, brother, partner




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