Brother Best

O thou hast been my brother best Through this sad time of bitter fears. Thy brother hath but one request; Above thy heart to rest his tears. Thy life for me, hath been consumed With tortured torments torn with pain, For is thy father not entombed And left for naught thy future gain? And was thy father's fate not mine? From this day hence I say, 'tis true! My vapors vexed do now entwine Around yon corpse now damp with dew. I care not more or less of thee, 'Twas failure fraught from mine own lips. I love thee friend, thou art now me, For as I bleed 'tis our blood drips. Now sewn as one through trial and fire, Thou ask and thou shalt have my soul. Thy life, immersed inside the mire, Hath formed and forged us two as whole. What more should mortal man request But that gods now shall make arise, A friend transformed, to brother best, By gods that heard thy brother's cries? Now formed as one from this day on To share the silence and the sound, Of life's intrigues til life is gone. And we, as one, are heaven bound. So let these weighted words be free To fall upon thy beating breast, Conjoined with tears I cried for thee, When friend became my brother best.