Brother

The chips are down, the spirit flagged
Certain things changed, yet, the core remains
No matter what the state
Stay the course brother
And
some day, the sun will shine
And the day shall be better
Till that day
And to that day
We clasp our hands
And walk together
Unfailing and not wavering
The spirit stands out
The spirit, brother!

I write

I write to write

Of those scenes

That beg to be told

I write to write

To emote

Feel and echo; 

To pinch, perceive and believe

That happy smile;

Ages ago

To remember

Those days; not sunny though

But warmth left

Much like coal of a fire dying

I write

To remind

That reflection there

On the glassy wall

That its time to go

To realise what has been left

By the inferno

I write; perhaps just to write.