brotherly love

my brother

calls me, he want to make peace.

to be

friends again,

to be close

and brotherly.

it's been ten years

of silence but

he's tired of the anger

and 

misunderstandings,

the grudges

held.

he wants to smoke the peace

pipe,

bury the hatchet.

let bye gones be bye gones

but it's a one way

call collect

from the county

jail,

and he needs

thirty-five hundred

dollars

to make bail.

dear brother, can you help?