1.01.2009
The Brothers, Jo
Standing there before the air,
A brother stood on high.
I remember the day,
When he couldn’t play,
And they forced him,
to say Good-bye.
Sold was He, to captivity,
And seeding the deed,
brother Jealousy.
But brothers know and
Those Brothers, Jo..?
They chose, just not to sea.
Looking now, two forgive,
Seeing how, they wish to live,
Knowing now, of what they did.
And standing there, seeing care,
A Brother stood on High.
I remember the day,
He forgave their way,
And loved them, under the sky.
It took a while, a test, a trial,
But Brothers once again.
From up on High, up near the Sky,
The Sun-shine in just then…
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