Mark of Love
Two brother's filled with love and hateFight for years with no end
A dark secret held between them
Neither wants to remember or share
Then one night the younger is hurt
A car sideswipes his ride
He lies silent in his bed
For a week he lies asleep
All the older can do is pray
Help out with things of red tape
Look at his brother, brush his hair
Hold his hand tighter than ever
The only way to show his love
To forget their private war
Forgive the evil between them
To hold his hand and pray
For God to spare his brother's life
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