We
are the same…
My Brother,
A different height, a different tone
A different frame, a different name
My Brother
The more I look at who we are
The more I know we are the same.
My Brother
Flesh of my flesh, blood of my blood
Eager ally and heated rival
My Brother
The young soldier at my back
Forever fighting for our survival
My Brother
The street wise kid
Who was eager to challenge you
My Brother
We fought plenty,
But I could never stay mad at you
My Brother
A different version of myself
The Lord’s way of being clever
My Brother
Through the love we have for you
You will always be
remembered.
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