I wished for a brother, and there he was.I cannot forget his smile and how pure he was.
To me, he was something I could always be proud of.
When I taught him to crawl, and even to walk.
We played good games, we knew no haste.
Childhood, with him ,was never a waste.
We grew up together, had love and war.
To reach each others arms was never that far.
Then he made friends which he never knew were his foe,
After I met them, I judged them top to toe.
I tried to push them away from my dear little brother.
But alas! He didn’t listen to me any further.
I was worried, I was in pain.
To see him grow monsters in him, I felt disdain.
I wish that innocence comes back,
I wish he understands,
That he is no more a person he would like himself,
He is not the little kid I knew back then.
Oh brother, forgive me, If I gave you pain, or made you insane.
Please come back and be the same, the same little innocent child who crawled to me for I was his main.