My Brother Greg
I used to have a little brother,his name was Greg
he is no longer with us
unfortunately my brother is dead
It has been a long time now
Greg died back in the eighties
Oct 18 1986 to be exact
You know the memories,it is hard sometimes to remember
Iknow we used to sit around smoking dope,
and having a few beers
We played soccer,cricket,and out hung out together
But Greg went out and bought a motorbike
My parents hated it,and were afraid there would be an accident
Well my parents were rarely wrong
and they weren’t this time either
There was an accident,a really bad one
and Greg didn’t walk away
I remember the night the police knocked on the door
I just went to pieces,i don’t remember hitting the floor
They told there had been a fatality on Minmi road
Greg had come off his bike,hit his head on a pole
You know the saddest part of all this,
is that it is such a waste
Greg didn’t get to live a life,just a little taste
So Greg you are gone but not forgotten
I think about you everyday
I wonder what you would have done with your life
Maybe had some kids,maybe a wife
So Greg I will see you again one day
and we will have a beer or a reefer
So long little brother,i will catch you in the breeze
I hear your voice as it whispers through the trees
24,then no more.