Two Brothers

I learn how fragile life can be in 1988-1989. Better to be kind to your friends and family. World punish them enough already.

Two brothers


 After years of running toward a road.
 I could not find.


I found out why I should of been kinder.
Learn to forgive.


Be a friend instead of a b*****d.
With only his dreams as his goals.


I look at my life with so many victories.


But the gift of love wasn't one of my skills.


I wished too late to listen.
Instead of lecture.


I learn not all people want wealth and power.


Some people are happy with small dreams.
 

They need someone to lean on.


Two young boys of 18 years.
One year apart took their own lives.

They were not equips to handle the fight the world of living.


When they needed the gentleness of a soft heart.
Someone to give them hope.


No-one was there.


They decided death was sweeter then life.

 

Alone and without any notice or words.

 

They kick away a chair.

 

Told the world to f**k off.

Why can't I feel complete?
 

I try to help them.
My hard words were cold and demanding.


I don't visit their graves.
There is nothing left of them.


 I remember two strong boys running together toward a better place.

 
I hope.


I have become more gentle.
I accept mistakes.


I tell friends and family.

 
Please come to my home and everything will be alright.


Like all fools we become sorry when the story ends.



                       COYOTE
                 27 Feb 1989 
 

Author's Note

A old poem. Suicide leave broken heart wishing for better days.
Coyote

Reviews

[Kathy Van Kurin]

'Two Brothers'
Coyote Poetry,
I appreciate the openness and raw truth of the experience within the words of this poem. So many within this world carry the memory of those loved and known as well as acquaintances which left too soon. Death does not ask permission. We may think we are ready until we are not. It was a sad write but there was a comfort within it at the same time.
Bless you,
Kathy

[Coyote Poetry]

Thank you, dear Kathy for reading and the kind words. Most of us learn the hard way. Better to hold silence and listen. I appreciate the comment my friend.

[Kathy Van Kurin]

Yes and thank you for your honest writing. open and raw which is what life can be.

[Sel Whiteley]

This is an astounding poem filled with unsurpassable empathy. Thankyou for sharing.

[emmajoy]

Such a sad, sad poem and what's more - an honest one, told in beautiful language.

We all have regrets in life about things we've not done or have done, words we've said or not .. guess we have to learn how to step out of our own bubbles.

[C.M.]

This is a heartbreaking story. Suicide is so familiar to us these days as it brings a shroud of sorrow with it, and this poem depicts this beautifully.

[Zackery Alan Daley]

Heart wrenching, and quite a realists poem. An outlook on life so blatent and brash, it probably scares Mormons, but it inspires poets. Great piece Coyote

[Tommy]

My heart breaks when I read this man. I don't know what else to say. This was defiantly felt...

Somber Remembrance...
RLG,
Tommy

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

My heart breaks a little, also. Es muy triste. Thank you for sharing.

[Judy Ponceby]

Powerful and moving. Suicide is so tragic and echoes for so long after it happens. Peace be with you.

[Antonio Valentino]

Coyote, my dear friend, you are just one lovely person you know that. You have this true and sincere spirit that you just don't see in everyone. Many others are always concerned about themselves, what do they get out of a situation, instead of just appreciating the moments that life offers to us. You are a selfless soul dear man, never change okay buddy. Your words always inspire, as do you.

Antonio

[mir]

Very touching and emotional. I can feel your pain and regrets while reading this---actually, my own pain and regrets are also stirred up, again, inside me as I read your poem and am reminded of my past. Powerful message conveyed of a lesson to learn about life. Thanks for sharing another one of your classic writings.

[OR]

Nice one
My fav. line is the last
"Like all fools we become sorry when the story ends."
Well since you've become better then you're not a fool
Nice piece
Peace!