You could be a brother- a stronghold: a pole that firmly pinches the soil, an aggressive sink into the core of terra’s bosom; A rain on the dusty street.
You could be a brother- a help in times of need, a raging aid in the fiery weather, words of rational foster for a build-up into a radical reality.
You could be a brother- a shield from the fires of a disgraceful doom, an umbrella from the torrent rains of some descending affliction; a sun to shine on the waters of a heartbroken ecstasy.
You could be a brother- a strength to pull up, a helping hand to the weak soul; a hulk to smash the hills of a blatant tribulation.
You could be a brother- my brother, my friend, my blood. Togetherness in stamp on the Sands of time, clenching hands to fight as gladiators for a spectacular freedom; dead or alive far as victory is seized through a pressed advantage!
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