My Inimitable Brother -A Tribute

He was light of Complexion But that was only a Reflection Laughingly he was not a complex Man That was the fast race he Ran On his feet he could Think This would be the Link Of yet another business Venture Not even Sophia (wife) could Censure I regarded him as Brilliant To the point of being Militant In the almost hostile Pursuit That was the fierce Root Of his great mind Set And a few things he Regret He had the gift of the Gab But the passion he Had And that was easy to Relate He always could Create Let me Explain And not sound too Mundane Through his love for Steel In his mind he could Feel Absolutely fun his hands to Work But never did he Shirk He had a zest for Life And he would always Strive Everything he did in Excellence But the secret was his Benevolence To many he secretly Gave Those names remain in the Grave And I always regarded him Brave He gladly for his family would Slave He loved his Profession Always ready with a life Lesson He traveled to distant Middle East Buying things his eyes would Feast During plying his Trade So many friends he Made Even the budding golfing Career He tried that golf ball to Steer To stay at least on the Green But at golf he wasn't Mean It was more for the social Aspect Where his friends and colleagues Expect Him at least to show some Respect