While messing with my kid brother, I shot a video of him picking his nose
Then I posted it on the net, why you ask? I felt like making him sweat.
Soon his nose-pick became a hit, viral does not even come close
I certainly laid it on him, and so did his school mates, "hey Mr. Nose!"
Parents found out and after some shouts, I yanked said video from the waves
But the deed was done, I had pulled the trigger on that video gun, no more thought I gave
Later that month, I got pranked back, my brother was up in my face
Then he disappeared and all that was left was a dark message, "You can't erase."
I showed some grace after that, I showed up to school
I walked around the halls feeling like a fool
I sought some quick fun, I showed my brother a ton
On the net, what is showed can't be undone.
Brave kid he was, brave soul that I knew
Searching for meaning in the morning dew
His ashes are scattered among the forest pines
Do I carry on living or should I resign?
I showed some fun, a funny video out-take
I showed a ton, my brother's heart did ache
But how was I to know how far it would go?
How could I predict the extent of the show?
I showed some fun or so I thought
I showed a ton but it was all for not
Or perhaps I can learn something cruel
When you shoot videos to make people look like fools
Don't show them.
