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What is it about brothers? (Free verse) by Tara57
Brothers I know it is in your blood,
deep soaked a seedling of competition
I know the bitter voices of Cain and Abel speak down
somewhere in the dank place of your stomach
I know it has followed with you through blood vessels and scroll.
I know I donât care
You listen to me now
Your large hands wonât be protection enough over your ears
Iâm screaming from somewhere deep soaked IN MY BLOOD.
My legs trembling with the weight of my voice,
my fingers twitching with the want of strangling
my eyes tremendous and wild with rage
and I am growing larger with it, so you shall
Sit down
both of you, put down your idiotic daggers
and cheesy armor
Iâm tired of your strutting around
You listen to me now
I have eaten your manliness like a home baked pie,
have un-birthed the betrayals of your great uncles
And swept away your childlike jealously
Brothers, Look how
Your facial hair grows the same
The pattern in your hands
Your rowdy curling hair, the sound of your voice reading out loud,
Look how they are the same
Brothers, Remember how
you shared the same winter boots,
you once called the same place home,
you sat naked in bathwater laughing and hugging
skin on skin long before you wanted to ripe each others skin off
The time for warring is over. I have called it a draw
I have done this for I am
Mother, sister
Daughter, niece
Wife, lover
And the superior of your silly sex,
and because I need you brothers, fathers, husbands, uncles and will not
choose between you.
Listen to me now.
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Posted: January 18, 2006 5:40 PM PST; Last modified: January 18, 2006 5:40 PM PST
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