Consumed
Nineteen and a brother who loved him dearly,
His twisted soul, his heart weary.
Not a sign, not a hint of what was to come,
His wrath, his fury to which he would succumb.
Bloody rage, bloody anger, a bat in his hand,
In his parents confused gazes it would soon land.
Every swing, every hit, all in slow motion,
Every scream, every cry, followed in red potion.
Mind in a storm, thundering thought,
Compassion, protection, in his brother he sought.
Pinched himself, not lucky enough for dreams,
His father’s fears, his mother’s screams.
Alone behind bars, no peacefulness after all.
Brother is innocent, yet with him he'll fall.
Sunlight and playgrounds, a smile on his face,
Never again, forever locked in this cold place.
Big brother with pictures and eyes full of tears,
No room for hate, only space for fears.
A look of forgiveness, he touches sibling's hair,
Little brother's last moments in death's glorious chair.
Nineteen and a brother who loved him dearly,
His twisted soul, his heart weary.
Not a sign, not a hint of what was to come,
His wrath, his fury to which he would succumb.
Bloody rage, bloody anger, a bat in his hand,
In his parents confused gazes it would soon land.
Every swing, every hit, all in slow motion,
Every scream, every cry, followed in red potion.
Mind in a storm, thundering thought,
Compassion, protection, in his brother he sought.
Pinched himself, not lucky enough for dreams,
His father’s fears, his mother’s screams.
Alone behind bars, no peacefulness after all.
Brother is innocent, yet with him he'll fall.
Sunlight and playgrounds, a smile on his face,
Never again, forever locked in this cold place.
Big brother with pictures and eyes full of tears,
No room for hate, only space for fears.
A look of forgiveness, he touches sibling's hair,
Little brother's last moments in death's glorious chair.
