By: Joseph Green
On the morning of January 26 I awoke to an email telling me that I should call home immediately. My older brother Jerome was hit by a car and in the hospital on life support. On January 27 my brother had no brain activity and at 3pm he took his last breath. For the first time in my life, I felt a pain like no other. My brother and I wasn’t the closest. Shit most of the time we argued when we spoke on the phone. He and I shared different views on life. Nevertheless, he was still blood of my blood and flesh of my flesh. My brother!
Being in prison and losing a loved one is tough. I’ve heard many guys say that they find it hard to grieve. I would have to agree that finding closure and peace is hard. The last time I physically seen my brother in person was in 2005. I came to prison in 2007 so you do the math. I had no one to talk to or express my emotions. I was left to figure this new pain out on my own. Compound this with being in prison for a crime I didn’t do and being robbed of spending time with my family. I was left in a volatile state. But this is what they say prison is supposed to do to you. Break your mental fortitude to fight!
This tragic situation has left me with so many emotions. This anger that resides within me is because of the countless years I’ve missed with my family that I can’t get back. The sadness of not being able to establish myself within my family as a pillar of success and love. The pain of not being able to console my grieving parents. I have to now endure these emotions daily because someone decided to lie on me.
My brother was a good man, however, he battled addiction and mental illness. He never got the help he needed, maybe out of pride or lack of resources. My brother needed help and now I sit with a regret of IF I was home would he still be here. Could I have helped him get the help he needed? I have to now navigate this chapter of hurt and pain. I now have to battle the realities that my brother is really gone.
To my brother Jerome, I love you bro! May your soul now be at peace. We still need that positive energy to get up out of here so keep that #Freemybros! I will never forget you and I will always keep your memory alive. You was a crazy MF but I know your love and loyalty for me was deep within your heart. You are my motivation now to overcome this situation and regain my freedom. Who is my brother’s keeper? I AM MY BROTHER’S KEEPER!!!!!
By: Joseph Green