brother
you had a real home I don’t
wife, I don’t
child, I don’t
and still, it was you
who left this wealth of life
to questions about the purpose of it all
what’s wrong
damn it
brother
how could you go?
why is air
suddenly so bloody around us
as darkness is feeding on every minute of your mother’s pain
her screams bleed through my throat every day now
brother
who let you leave for where we can’t follow yet
who do we blame for missing parent
uncle
brother?
and who on Earth
plays God
in this fabricated hell down here?
it wasn’t you
but we were Titans