Omar Osman Jabak
Unkind Brother - Poem by Omar Osman Jabak
All religions praise and commend kindness
All people, young and old, abhor meanness.
Truth is always sought, but often twisted,
By people who are cruel and self-interested.
You do people good turns, they ask for more,
You stop doing favors, they wage their war.
Old people say blood is thicker than water.
But back stabs come from your blood brother,
Who might be older or might be younger.
What sin have you committed, what murder?
You just cannot do him any more favor! !
For him, you MUST give without delay,
For him, you're made of MONEY not clay.
When will he know the value of brothers?
When will he stop chasing my treasures?
The truth is painful, and us it bothers:
Such are brothers, cruel back-stabbers! !
Comments about Unkind Brother by Omar Osman Jabak
Read this poem in other languages
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
Still I Rise
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Edgar Allan Poe
Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening
I Do Not Love You Except Because I Love You
Do Not Stand At My Grave And Weep
Mary Elizabeth Frye