A Brothers’ Watch
A line of brothers. Oldest to youngest. In the direction that one reads this. Some leading, some unsure of today or tomorrow, wasting time in rumination, others observing while some are still learning. I noticed the youth are always very skeptical of their elders. ‘It was different when you were young. Its not the same now’. I worry about him, growing alone, building walls were he needn’t and not building where he should, purely because we weren’t there to tell him or show him. He is still at school. One day I hope he forgives us. When you’re small you have to be big, when you’re big they don’t let you be small again.