For My Brother...

He wasn't that cat you'd sit with and discuss Baldwin, Hughes
  or even current event with
Nor was he the kind of dude who'd listen to Coltrane  
Some females thought him rude
but in his day, there were few night he slept alone

While claiming to have experienced love thousands of times
   He had but one true love in his life

An unpolished man who could work your last nerve
   for no other reason other than you let him

He would steal and lie to your face as quick as you could blink
     You'd start to believe his bullshit if you weren't careful

Taught me how to view people from the other side
   Always keep your guard up
Never let anyone know what your thinking

Nothing was ever simple with him ... everything had an angle

His hands were a gift from god
He was a skilled craftsman yet...
One would have never known he couldn't read or write

Children loved him ...
Something to be said about how accepting they were towards him
He loved family and friends to a fault

He had a way of putting complex things into simple terms

He expected the best from you even when he knew he was wrong
 
While we traveled in different directions
We wanted the same things from life

To be loved and respected

Hope you've found what eluded you while you were on this earth
Peace

For my brother Reginald Woods