Wednesday, March 19, 2003

My brother cannot leave yet,
I didn’t really say goodbye.
I told him that I loved him,
But I didn’t tell him why.

I didn’t say I need him,
Or how much he means to me.
The words I coudln't utter,
were those I most believe.

You see my brother is my hero.
Role model since I was small.
A world without my brother
Is not a world at all.

So we said goodbyes,
And now he’s far away.
He’s in another country
How long will he stay?

I know the distance he's traveled,
Yet there’s a letter I cannot write.
Because all I cannot tell him,
Is that I want him to win this fight.

My selfishness grows stronger,
As the president starts this war.
My brother is not home yet,
And there’s nothing I want more.

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