Brothers Lost

Along the horizon, the vision of the last base camp become clear Faint smiles appeared on the face of the marines as victory was near But for the commander invisible to the world a virulent storm was raging inside That his dreadful quest to find his brother, who is now in the Russian side. In this merciless battlezone, fate viciously mocked at any sign of love Where fresh blood painted the grass and dark cloudcovered the sky above. Separated in childhood they landed, in two different countries now at war Yet hope held strong onto his sanity giving him the strength to look beyond the scar. As they neared the threshold, he ordered his troops to hold their fire To greet his brother fresh and alive was his only remaining desire. The ask was daunting in the heat ofbattle separating a friend from the foe Still they marched on with caution, trigger conscious, their pace was slow. With violent cruelty the gunfire started dropping two of his beloved marines He could only watch a lone shadow, escaping through the bush unseen. Unable to contain his rage he showered at the bush with bullets hard Driven with mad passion for battle he ordered his troops to take guard. From the bush a wounded figure crawled to reveal himself in the morning light Suddenly remembering an alternate reality his animal instinct ceased to fight. He rushed towards the wounded figure praying his worst fear does not come true As he neared he dropped his gun and wildly cried out “Andrew”. But an insane patriotism was burning with glory as he answered the call with his gun Giving a fresh start to the day a brother killed a brother under the morning sun Together they crawled fervently, both realizing what they have done But reality gave an ugly grin reminding them the past cannot be undone. They gazed at each other in painful satisfaction as their blood dissolved the shower of tears. The only thing that were left to cherish were the visions of memories of their childhood years. Clasping their hand they bravely smiled, their fading expression a sight to behold Their story will be written in the wind spreading love with an eternity to unfold. After 26 years of contemplation, this moment was boiling with the glamour of war Tomorrow’s dawn will gift us yet another story, in another flavor deepening our scar. Our tears run dry yet the blood flows on, as History is written about the glorified action of men In the name of religion and the lust for power the saga continues with only raw hatred to gain. Their funeral was a testament of peace,as President of both countries bowed to shame when the remainder of the family,a lonely mother begged them to stop the bloody war games. And so on that fateful day The sky was adorned with a thousand doves who spread the story to the entire world,"The brothers who shared a Forbidden love."