Treasure Island

Simon Samuda


I, too am your Brother.

I am the lighter brother.
They cast aspersions on my name,
Behind my back,
But I laugh,
And I grow spiritually,
And wise.

I’ll be in your face,
Not behind your back.
And you will not dare
Say to me,
“All evil things”

All will see how wise I am
And you will be ashamed-

I too am your Brother.


I also am your brother.

I am the brother darker.
They call into question my name,
Behind my back,
But I also laugh,
And grow spiritually,
And wise.

I'll be in your face,
And not behind your back.
And do not dare,
Tell me,
'All the bad things'

Everyone will see how wise I am,
And also, be ashamed-

I also am your brother.

Inspired by Langston Hughes

Submitted: Monday, October 21, 2013
Edited: Friday, November 01, 2013

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