For My Little Brothers

Angry words said, disguised with a smile

Criticizing other people for things they can't change

Upraised fists, proclaiming wars

Fighting for causes in battles that will never end

Eyes that don't see

Ears that will never hear

Minds that do not comprehend

This my children is your world

The words you speak may determine it's course

The battles you choose can either be for the good of mankind

Or to destroy it

I pray you will not close your eyes to others

Perhaps you will be able to hear the voices

Of the poor and suffering

Maybe you will develop your minds and not let them lie fallow

I'm sorry I cannot give you a better world

Perhaps you will make it better.

This was written when my brothers were just little boys. Being their big sister, I always felt responsible for them and at the time I wrote this I was feeling like I should have been able to help them a lot more than I could. Little did I know that the last line of the poem would be a wish that would come true. They have made the world better in so many ways. They are both fine young men and I am so very proud of them. I only wish that our Mom could see them now, she would be so proud of them too. Come to think of it she probably does see them and I know it must make her happy.