For My Fellow Brothers
By MD
I would love to see you prevail
I hurt to see you fail
You deserve the best in life
I don’t want you to live in a cage
Inside someone’s jail
I wish for you to be free
I believe you can soar
Like an eagle high in the sky
Don’t be afraid of being different
Or being called a misfit
When I imagine you highly employed
I feel like I wanna cry
Not tears of pain, but tears of joy
You are a king
The head and not the tail
I wish for you to be on top of the world
Two arms up
Screamin’
“Brother, I made it!”
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