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| Brother's Keeper by � wetzelbill He heard "Where is your brother?" Then He whispered aloud taking what he should Not, And said " I am not My brother's Keeper" What hurts the worst is that it is true, he is nobody's keeper but his He is nobody's brother but his, And it is too late to call, too late to say "I love You", It may not be blood Soaking into the ground but the sting still hurts the Same, to not be kept after To not be loved, by bond To hear lies on the other end of the phone, on the other end of the world that was yours I never knew, what it was, I never knew that my Cain could be so able That someone could conquer me and call my body Rome I hear it again and again and again "I am not my brother's Keeper" I am not my brother's Keeper" And now, I am not my brother's keeper |
