posted on Apr, 8 2011 @ 12:02 AM
I miss my brother,
Curtis Lee was my hero...
and I want him back
So strong and handsome
At his funeral they lined up
and I asked those girls...
How they knew my bro...
Loved him back in '92...
She was beautiful
So many of them
came to honor my brother
more than three hundred
He was forty-nine
Instead of light, he chose dark
He was Protector
No one sent me cards,
telling me they were sorry,
he was an ex-con
But I remember
my big brother who I loved
and I want him back.