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Bloom Doom
Grew up the youngest
of three blooming brothers
Spreading my petals
everywhere I went
but trouble kept
getting my petals
stuck because of my
Oldest brother's problems
But now my petals are
holding because of
this frenzy shit the
goverments/spooks created
I am tired of this and me
being my Oldest Brother's Keeper
So plesse let my petals go do
Their blooming
of three blooming brothers
Spreading my petals
everywhere I went
but trouble kept
getting my petals
stuck because of my
Oldest brother's problems
But now my petals are
holding because of
this frenzy shit the
goverments/spooks created
I am tired of this and me
being my Oldest Brother's Keeper
So plesse let my petals go do
Their blooming
Published 20th May 2020
Author's Note
Growing up you spread your wings with new things and now you are older and this frenzy is messing with us all.
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21st May 2020 11:15am
Isn't that what 'Are You My Brother's Keeper' in regards..as they say, blood is thicker than mud, and what you put out, will surely be returned trifold.. Have a blessed day on that note my poet
22nd May 2020 3:28am
Family is family but some you need a break because they get on your nerves. Thank you for reading and commenting.
23rd May 2020 1:42am
