Talk, talk, talk...
 Is it worth my time...
 I listen to different motives...
 The consideration filled with lime...
 It leaves me sorta imploded...
 My mind a sponge, no a boat...
 Yeah, you heard it, this scholars ready to gloat...
 Most intelligent of men, should not curse like a shrew...
 This brings about their daily views...
 John, Joshua, Mason, Cooper, and Kruz...
 All these names, prime time news...
 This family as loyal members, should be a crime...
 So, why are we here? What connects you to mine?
 Let's discover again, a rhyme in time...
 Like if we were not jealous, envious, or shorn...
 Because "I love you ", that's when love is born...
 It's always going to be about my brother's consideration...
 Putting myself last, not above another, no deliberation...
 Because your peace, and comfort too...
 Will define my race, and my muse...
 No matter what we have been through...
 I'm not finished telling anyone of you...
 Everyday of " your " life, 
 I love you!
 
 Rhonda Killian 
 June 23, 2020