What's Called Hak Poem by Khalil Breidi

i had two brothers
or that what i thought
Hasan and Ahmad
is what i got
we laughed, we smiled
we played, we enjoyed
had memories from every side
but what we forgot is where to hide
i thought we are HAK
but appeared to have a CRACK
i don't know what wrong i do
but what I know is I cant go through
Friends are no more friends
Brothers are no more brothers
All what left is just trouble
so what's called HA.........K
all what i can say FU..........K