Floor above me,
for hours,
loudest,primitive,aggressive
music.
My bro,
drunken,
sick,
full of hatred.
Everything I did
for him,
was in vain.
Bought him flat,
gave money,love,
support,prayers to God…
For hours and hours,
drinking, bestial music,smoking,
terrorizing all…
He is dying from
multiple illness,
but,
up to the last breath,
he is destroying
as much as he can.
People beat him up,
was in prison,kicked out of home mom and pop…
Police came many times,
all in vain,
beast remain beast.
I learned lesson-
no more explanations,
no dialogue with the beast,
no more,
it is enough-
-must distance self
from the beast…