Older Brother Poem by Athena King

You
were Our Older Brothers.
Older Brother:Protector, Friend, Defender.
You did not do your job.
You betrayed Our most intimate parts.
You became the thing that We needed to be protected from.
Older Brother:
it means nothing now.
You have destroyed that as completely as You have destroyed Us.
Do not feel pride in the destruction,
Older Brother.
You have not won.
We will rebuild. We will heal. We will live. We will move on. We will be happy. We will grow. We will become more. We will have the last word. We will outlast. We.