One Phone Call

I never really got along with my Brother that well...but when I heard he got the blood cancer something broke in me..all that hate rushed right to the pit of stomach...I called him selfishly for me to find out why I felt this way and also to see how he's is doing...We caught up and it was pleasant and honest.....but I still couldn't understand what felt like guilt still sitting in my gut....My good friend explained it to me in one sentence....cause we're all greedy M.F's and we can sharing attention we're not getting...I came back ya I'm sure that why I'm always paying for the first and last rounds on Saturday nights....we laughed, but late it all started to make sense...for some reason I felt peaceful when I talked to my brother and I guess I just have to give attention to someone else sometime....Anyway I'm gonna give it try