My Brother's Keeper - Poem by Craig Mize
Am I my brother's keeper? Is he mine?
I heard there was a thin line between love and hate
Making one wonder just how much one's heart can take.
I promised to be there for you thru thick and thin, and vice versa
But things never got better, only worse
Now it seems like our whole race is being cursed
So I ask, am I my brother's keeper? or am I my brother's grim reeper?
Now days people are so quick to take another's life
Quick to pull that gun, quick to stab that knife
They don't give a damn if you're a son, brother, father
They don't give a damn about your mother, child, nor wife.
We are quick to say that we need unity but divided we always act
But is it all of us? No, not at all, it is just a select few
Giving a bad reputation to the rest of the black race
Steady killing our own race, our people, each and everyday
Why do we resort to this kind of violence? why destroy each other?
We need to come together and become our brother's keepers
Stop the violence. Lets stop making our race suffer
I don't want to see anymore families crying, anymore brothers dying
Lets stop being our brother's grim reeper
And start being what we need to be, our brother's keeper
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