ON A FEBRUARY MORNING
I’d Called To Let Him Know …
It’d taken me several decades to Discover Our Truth.
The Journey was long with pain and costly of heart, I meant no harm, sir.
… He Should Know, We Are Brothers.
HE DIDN’T BELIEVE ME
His Sobs Suggested Otherwise …
Perhaps, the few words I said came as an unwanted revelation we shared a Father.
Memory of His Father forever tainted; a disgraceful burden, innocence lost, was not my intention.
… For He Truly Loved His Dad.
THE OLD MAN
Passed Years Ago … With Honor And Admiration From His Family.
He died guilted and shamed with a Dark Secret …
He’d fathered a couple sons with women he said he loved.
… One His Wife, The Other My Mother.
IT’S OVER NOW
My Brother, My Brother
Whomever You Are?
… Died Yesterday.