Brotherhood
It started as a fervor
It blossomed, it grew, and I stood the observer
We were so far at the start, so close at the end
The friendship is taught, unbreakable, won't bend
It was like I once heard, in a book or a song
We will never be apart, never for too long
If any of you should fray, hurt, or fall apart
In any where or when
I'll always try, with all my soul and all my heart
To make you all whole again
So I write this poem to you, the ones I hold close
You are all my glue, my beacon; there for the highs and the lows
This world, this life, is often harsh and wrong
But I swear, to God or whomever above
If my friends, my family, are still standing brave and strong
Then there will always be hope, always be love
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