wishing not to be beat up,
but his brother walks in room,
the small boy knowing his doom,
nursing the bruises,
and the scabs from the nooses,
everyday just hurting worse,
there must be some kind of curse,
getting picked on at school,
makes him a fool,
sucking up the embarrassment every day,
to banged up to even play,
he takes the beating,
but it never comes,
as though his enemy was fleeing,
he stops hearing the sound of battle drums,
but the sense of love,
his brother symbolizing a dove?
the boy feels very snug
his brother gave him a hug!
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