Query any poem you want.
A Birthright
By eliseo guerrero cervantes
Nonoy, I can only find and see you,
When you come home,
Because it is where you are,
Who you really are--my beloved brother.
It is where you can't say no
To my wanting to see you.
I don't even have to knock
On it's door for you--to let me in,
Because I hold the key--no man
Can take away from me:
My birthright as your brother.