Brother, help me please.
Brother, I need to feel. I need my soul to weep.
I need to cry for my fellow man. I need to feel his pain.
I need to understand why we are so filled with fear.
I need to speak out for the downtrodden.
I need to love more.
I need to put my fears aside.
Brother, help me.
Brother, lift me up.
I need to see things clearly.
I need this fear in my soul to go away.
Brother, reach in and take this fear.
Brother, throw it away.
Brother, please, please help me.
I need to love.
I need to be loved.
I need to belong.
Brother, take me in.
Brother, I love you.
Andrew Joyce 
Wow, Andrew!
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Thank you, Jennie.
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You’re welcome. It bowled me over.
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A moving and evocative poem, Andrew
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Beautiful and so sad, we all need to think on these words.💜
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Lovely.
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Sad, wistful, lovely! ♥
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I felt this deeply. Thanks for sharing 🙂
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Reblogged this on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo.
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hugs and love, brother!
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Nice job, Andrew. In my mind it is a beggar’s anthem
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All my life. I’ve been a travelin’ man, stayin’ alone, doin’ the best I can. I met a girl, I couldn’t get her off my mind … I was scared to bother around her house at night …
My name is Rambler … I think I’ll travel … I think I’ll let her be…
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Good one too.
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