My Brothers And Sisters - Poem by RIC BASTASA

they take pride
that we are loved
and that we have been
strong in this love
among us until my father
and mother died
and after they were buried
the attorney
showed the last will
and testament.

that was the end of
the good relationship
brothers and sisters no more
when confronted with
different slices of inheritance

after all money and wealth
or property
become thicker
than blood.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, May 5, 2010

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