Of Brothers and Brotherhood…

Ever since I was a little kid, I looked up to my brothers… Well, for one, they were taller than me, and they were much cooler… You see, I was a fat kid back in the day, and everyone made fun of me… But not when I was with my brothers, they were cool… No one made made fun of me then… As time faded on and they went to high school, I quickly started learning that I had to stand up for myself, that the world expected more of me… Well, such is life… Now were all grown up and I find that we meet so rarely, everyone busy with work and all… Wishing we could go back to the good old days…

Coming Of Age

I set sail,

A voyage into the unknown,

Memories besiege me,

A past worth remembering.

Conquest after conquest,

I lay it all to waste

A breath escapes me

My thoughts perturb me,

The sands of time are sinking.

I cannot help but wonder,

Of my brothers far and wide,

Bound by blood eternal,

Each strives to find his person

Playing in rice fields,

Memories lost in time,

As we laugh together

And share this moment,

We are coming of age.