They say, to watch the line you tow.
better to stick, with the devil you know.
But a brother, who stays in reach.
a accolade, nobody can teach.
No matter, the gaining piles.
Distance and passing miles.
Even that push, that shoves a little too far.
With wide eyes open, in front of cop car.
Running into their fight, for no reason.
as if backing down, would be treason.
But the hand, that's always there.
What you need, is what they share.
Even if the blood, is not the same.
The parts together, heat to flame
Having your back, throughout this show.
Luckily they, are the brother you know.
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Comments2
This is okay.A tribute to brotherhood.I liked the rhyme
It really ended cool. In the middle o had to regroup and work a little cuz of the directional shift. Maybe a different transition or maybe not. It’s the cop car line I speak of but after a reread I see the reason you just dropped it that way. Either way it’s a good piece.
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