My brother
A man that I helped shape
He puts the needle in
The veins where he poured his love and envy
Swelling with forced euphoria
His defiance killing a person that I was robbed from knowing
God stands watch
The silent sentinel
Winding along the path of time
We can no longer tell what formed the hatred
So he puts the needle in and we can’t tell if it was even hatred to begin
with
Everything twisted upon itself mirroring humanity’s history
Our collective diseased tree
So he puts the needle in
A Slow death
Delayed rebirth
A person, a stranger that I never knew
