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.

[PaperHearts]

This was an amazing write! I always find that when I read your writing, I not only discover something about the world around me, but also of something within me. I realise something about myself that I'd never considered before. In this particular piece, the lines that resonated the most with me were:
'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.'
This was a really thought-provoking, powerful write. Well done.
~PaperHearts

[Holly]

Full of expression and passion. Well done!

[Simone]

wow, this is one of the most emotional poems I have read in a while- it touched me and i can relate to the situation of loosing a person this way... great writing. Keep it up

[Blue tailed kite]

Extremely emotional and touching.... we all regret sometimes for something we could have done, to have been better...

[deeps]

Wow! This is such the emotion filled write here. I don't understand why people think suicide is the answer. I like your write.

[Hello, Goodbye]

really heart felt.. appreciate the emotional expression

[Undying Glory]

wow this is really good. certainly a great poem of regret. this just rocks