The Bro You All Knew

The Bro You All Knew ballad

Uploaded by Jarold Walters

He will grant you those wishes
And make them come true
In the blink of an eye
Gold and silver for you

The price you must pay
Costs more everyday
Not valued in money
Nor formed out of clay

Stolen and beaten
You watched everyday
Fooling all in my path
While my mother would pray

He gave me diamonds
Power
Silver and gold
He gave me courage
Strength
With Treasures untold

For I have no value
No longer have weight
A soul that was priceless
I worked to create

Too late for I’m sorry
Too late for goodbye
Too late for I love you
Too late to ask why

The soul that was loved
My heart you all knew
The friend you all needed
The Bro you all knew

Your people can’t hear you
And your cries are unheard
Now Your bruises and peck marks
Don’t seem so absurd

Where is my treasure
Where is my soul
Where are my babies
My riches untold

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Jarold is a proud father who has never written a published work. This poem was written in the hopes that might help someone at the moment when they decide between right and wrong. Good or Evil
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