Brother

rodkersh1948May 19, 2017May 20, 2017Humanism, Poesy

It was a roof somewhere in upper Aswan,

I was trying to sleep

With the heat and the mosquitos.

‘brother’ I said to my new friend;

he corrected… cousin.

Published by rodkersh1948

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