Brothers Like Enemies.


Who are those that don't have a heart?
They claimed whom they are not,
And shamed their brothers to earn a fame,
Only if you know what's in their heart,
A wolf among the lambs.
They reward with evil and forget yesterday,
Even the lake of fire you passed through with them.
They forget the good deed you showed them.
Let their place be among the dirt bin,
For their honor is lost in there shameless attitude.
Remember when you seek the downfall of your brother,
That evil that men did, do follows them around.

Comments about Brothers Like Enemies.

Something too deep and is Perfect Poet. Order comes or not. May I pick to cherish the Line honor is lost in there shameless attitude. Remember when you seek the downfall of your brother, ! ! Bravo Keep pressing on Poet! ! 10++!
we reap what we sow. It is not alone with others even with brothers, as evil follows the evil-doers. Excellent.

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