Words on birthdays for my brother

The one
who always
came back for me
when others
told me
to flee
or give up
while serving
false idols –
he sidestepped that
to sacrifice…
held that
title and
earned it
burned it
in my soul –
my Big Brother
Alf Dilla
who filled my cup
healed me up
said we
was Patterson Brothers
from anything
we’ll recover
Ay, I’m your brother don’t you know…
I got you
I believe in
you…

I remembered that
so always I got up.

*Words for my brother, who always came back for me*.

Published by Shun P. Writes

Author, Genealogist, Writer, Poet, Podcast Host, possessor of 2 cents, Blogger and eternal student of life, who harbors a firm belief in his Grandmother's mantra that: "People need to get off of their rump and do something". All while keeping in mind that a cheering section will often get in the way. View all posts by Shun P. Writes