Brother

Why do you refuse my existence ole brother ? Haven't we shamed and earned favor on the mother from the father hearing the same proverbs ? We teach to bear witness to one another , raise up the eternal affairs within and ignite nations . Yet brother you mourn my walking , the cries of anguish I perch to the rafters  that one day they shall be heard .  We are worlds away , of another branch that even when our ears have been shut off , we live and spew the truth . Blessed be the ones who have every logistic against them , and still they stay true to one king . Listen to the law you slave , and maybe one day the heart shall soften the stone . Maybe words shall speak truth that night .