My brother is my heart

My mother’s youngest son of a family torn apart

Yeah we still kick it the love is authentic

But when one’s is in the pen, then we all bear the sentence

This is family business because no friends have invested

This is family business because no cousins have invested

In his best interest

Sure they all miss him

Who’s paying his books and takes time out to visit?

(TAKING A DEEP BREATH)

This is clearly frustration!

Half is with his ass because he’s in this situation

Wishing I could change time, realizing that I can’t

This is brotherly love so it could never go to hate

I can’t hold his hand or fight this battle for him

Give his salaats to Allah Sami' allaahu liman hamidah

It’s still crazy ironic that Christian is a Muslim

God bring my brother cuz lord knows that I miss him

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Categories: blac, blog, chaun, family, poem. Author: Chaun Hall