(this is a song, not an authentic poem. There will...
I'm sitting there, look around. I see nothing...
In the morning when you sleep and I'm awake,
I remember what you said to me during your break...
Who Ive become
Is someone you dont know...
I wrote this poem for my brother. i hope one day...
i think about what to say...
Love was given unto man
in hopes that he would understand...
I'm not sorry for who I am,
What I've done or what I know...
After a long day his desk is now clean
bills, and proposals are all he's seen...
Thank you for being their,
even though you never did show...
Fright in the voices of the strong
the weak don't know what to do...
Walking in a shadow's world,
encountering senseless figures...
The suffering, her suffering
......Her pain is just too great...
Do you know his name?
He died for YOU today...