Brother
Brother
His strong and gentle pose controls his path
Though it twists and turns like a moons full night
Freezing in the moons light catching its wrath
Caught in an overnight for he is my knight
Reaching for freedom, stretching his arms wide
Engaged in a fit of rage, steaming
Angrily pursuing his family pride
Armor resting on his shoulders, gleaming
Smoke flares up, covering the Earth’s crust
Craters cover the distorted field
Engaging into battle is a must
His shoulders are relaxed, his face concealed
The treacherous path home is full of pain
But simple life right here has much to gain