A Poem For/About My Brother

I wrote this one night after much thought about my brother.

I cry for my brother

So far from home

He's been gone so long

Must feel so alone

 

I miss him so much

And I know that we fought

Hopefully things are different now

I know we'll make it through, somehow

 

He's going through a lot

Dealing with the things that got him caught

No longer secretive, he feels more free

To express himself and he talks to me

 

He's only seventeen but he'll soon be older

Another year wiser another year colder

Mistakes were made

(And) Their prices paid

 

They took him late this past June

He misses everyone hopes to see them soon

The fucked up part of this whole ordeal

Is how sad I know that boy must feel

 

Being so isolated, from everyone

Always sayin' he wants to come home

He's doing well and his time will come

When he'll be so much more than just a drugged-out punk