I have a brother he plays the keyboard in a band,
Ronnie is his name...he's my brother,
Like No other.
He wears his hair braided,
I watch while his friends jeer,
call him crazy.
I cringe inside as he's my brother,
He wilts quicker than others.
They say Ronnie's sissy... call him
crazy....a girl,
Tell him how pretty he looks with his braided curls.
I get mad, yell, hit, and tell them,
He's my brother he aint No sissy...
not a girl,
Don't you know he's Ronnie....?
My brother like No other.They whisper behind their cupped hands,
Point, snicker, grins as he walks by,
Tell their small minded friends,
Do you see that boy his name is Crazy Ronnie,
Look at his braided hair.... must be gay.
I want to tell them about my brother,
How when he plays the keyboard,
Magic sweeps into a room transporting
you to another land,
Fill your mind, soul,spirit with beauty beyond
this visible world,
Angelic in its tone.
This man who plays the keyboard in the band,
The man they see in their minds as
Crazy Ronnie does not exist.
I see a musician that moves one deep inside,
A Magician, poet, seer,
unfolds before my eyes.
To me as I listen.... watch...
he is a thing of beauty,
Talented beyond belief,
Bestowed with a gift,
Unique....courageous...
Simply put,
This is my brother whom I love....
like No other.
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I HAVE A BROTHER - Poem by Paulette Stewart
