A lost brother(early 1992) I look at you, Timeless in the photograph. So at peace, So guileless. Can this be the man I call brother? I remember you so different, So young, It must be another! So much you have lost. There is so much that you might have been. A world awaited you. On the edge of unlimited possibilities you stood. What was it that intrigued you so much as to lead you away, From what might have been? Weakness, Humility, A broken heart? Could it simply be that you never cared for greatness? The questions are endless, For I cannot conceive, That the last person in which you’d choose to believe , Would be yourself. No absolute certainty entered your night, Nothing encouraged you to challenge the gods, And all their apparent might. Some of us can never leave well enough alone, Striving to make everything known. Yet you stumbled almost accidentally, Into a far greater unknown, One I’d never call home. For what did you search? Fulfilment, Acceptance, An easy way in a world that only knows hardship. If I could, gladly I would give you the strength, To challenge the gods, And all their apparent might. To cry out loud and really make a fight. To shame them, to call their bluff. To show at last that you have the right stuff. You know I would Mark. If only I could…. If only I could….
Posted on: Thu, 02 Oct 2014 09:43:27 +0000
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