Caught In the Crossfire
Turmoil looms over private skies
Thick with fog firmly affixed to a bedroom ceiling
Though squinting escapes clarity's eyes
Of love and hate in the brotherly cloud of feelings
Of flesh and blood consumed with rage
Over jealous tirades turned warriors gun
As woeful stains turn the scrapbook page
On a mothers memories of her sons
Must steps so steep decline to this
For boys to prove they're men
To stand a savior when comes a crisis
Yet left but a splinter his heart he'll rend
One brute one tongue thrice will leave
A mothers love the referee
Her tug-rope heart torn from anxiety
Caught in the crossfire of sibling rivalry
A crystal tear center stage
On the battleground that began with play
So it falls till you reach that age
When you learn the wisdom of walking away
Copyright © Sarai Virden | Year Posted 2014
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