For My Brothers
John Coltrain, cheap boxed wine, stars melting on heart strings that fall down from the sky.
So here comes your drugs they are clouding your heart. Then there goes your world you are falling apart.
Ground lying and wondering where this will lead. You missed that tomorrow, you wouldn't take heed. I saw you when standing and I saw you fall,
I reached out my hand and yelled out my empty call.
I scream and I yell I stomp stomp and you died. No tears do I weep just a broken down sigh, I pick up these pieces but more come crashing in.
The other last brother his life, hope, and dreams at an end. I fought, still fighting, hold on and I do. My life cannot flourish without him or you.
I fell through my grace at an astounding speed, maybe it was I whom should of taken heed.
Innocence failing, disgrace to our name. We can still rise above it- no we can't- and I am tarred down by my pain. I have adapted to life walking alone. I go around the family and I take on your stones. Whatever they throw can't ever be felt by an empty heart crushed without any true wealth.
These parties, those trees, those tears, and our pride. I'm carrying these memories since both of you died.
Excuse my slight hatred, my shortened contempt, , it's obvious you 2 never saw how much you meant.
Do you remember? ?
Heart seething, life bleeding lines of disease, it's heart breaking, graveyard raking pathways you choose to be free.
Farewell my dear brothers! How foolish tis thee! You might never have understood what you 2 were to me.
I lost out on my happiness. I lost out on my strength. I had my life's frame ripped away! What more could you take. You took my security and my sense of pride. Not guilt just for one but then my Rock, too did he die. I carry your weight, your bad judgments, your blame, and now that you're both gone I am 1 & 1 with your shame.
No longer just Raechael I am the other lost soul. They didn't see me much as I clung to your soles.
Just dragging behind the giants I saw.
You used to save me and catch me, never did I think I would fall.
Why was I forgotten? Why could you not see, you were the only 2 left that stood next to me. Why did you dropp into that black empty space, not knowing that would lead your souls to a faded out sense of grace.
Yes, I did cleanse you.
Yes, I washed you my brothers and I died.
Now letting you go though I cannot even try.
I will see you again hard to swallow as that is. I had to sit and watch you unravel, not the youngest anymore I am alone when I cry.
Why did you 2 wander so far from home?
I need you and you,
you knew that,
now your both gone.
I wish I could hate you so this pain would not hurt so bad.
I wish I did not love you and then at you I would not be so mad.
A little girl sits up high in a willow tree,
crying in a bayou where no one else can see,
and even though she is still alive her wails and moans
haunt the passers by
on their way home to families at home.
Little girl crying in a most inconsolable way
screams that surely frighten all new friends away.
She'll sit there forever until her dying day.
Then her soul will stay crying,
waiting,
never going astray.
Raechael Woodroof
poem by Raechael Woodroof
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