Written By
Imoh Richard
Imoh Richard
Sometimes I wonder,
What makes us so thick,
I sit and pounder
Why we cant ever part
Just then I remember
Our vey own secret
Spanning years so younger
When around mama’s sweet meal we sat
When just like thunder
Emotions clash
Oh, I recall mamas face gone sour
Hoping to control another fight
And yet content only to prayer
Knowing the folly of taking sides
Because of course we are brothers
And brothers fight
In the day we fought
But brothers we still are
In the night we fight
Such and endless tide
Woe betides any woman
To have the four of us
But mama did
Having no other
In the house
Fight we did
When we go outside
Woe on any
To raise a hand any
Of the brothers
Because we are brothers,
And brothers protect brothers
And guess that’s what make the sword sharper
imoh richard