My Brother Anthony
If it wasn’t for the gun
The man would be dead
I would have killed him
He took my pride doing what he did
I got to get it back
I got to
If it wasn’t for Anthony
I would have died
I would have swung on the man with the gun
I wouldn’t have gave it a second thought
I couldn’t let someone do this to me
I couldn’t
Anthony told me to chill
he got me step down
if it wasn’t for him id just be lying there
Dead
I owe him my life
But he says
He’d do it for me
All day
Every day
For me
This man is my boy for life
No
This man is my brother for life
He’s my brother
My brother Anthony
by
lovehertrulyposted on 10/31/2009
Vote:


Comments: 1
Click here to send this poem to a friend