Any Kind

by William Pimentel

The big bright hot sun

the sun is a big ball of fire

I was sad cuz I pop my tire

The sun burns like a gun

I hear all the noisy cars

All I think about is my bike

Yesterday I went on a hike

My brother went to the bar

Last night my brother got in a fight

My brother is strong like a bull

But still sometimes

I worry about him at night