a brother who flew

Sometimes sometimes

I think of how you flew

to a new abode

leaving behind the chains

of immobility

threatening your sanity

against the clutter of

noisy sympathies

hands held out half shy

murmurs of affected understanding

wrinkled forehead and many sighs.

Tied to the wheels

you never owned

you chose a flight

to a new home fair

I remember your seething anger

let out in loud screams

ringing out in the streets

a chained spirit

held tight against will

brother I never forget

nor shall I ever be able to

the look of deep anger

you chose not to vocalize

the eyes down in deep despair

you expressed in a cryptic smile

sometimes many a time

brother you seep into my soul

make your home in my smiles, sleeps

and dreams and thoughts, you do

I don’t think of you as gone

though some partings are painful

how we have been together

despite distance is a tale in itself.

Forever brother, forever more

– Chechi


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