poems,  poetry

minus one

nudges of the shoulder
jokes made

understood by only one
brotherly but
not brothers
slaps on the back
holding them up
in the worst times

the comradery
dulls with
decisions made
the ease of it
hurts the bond
backs turned
in a moment
of blind pride

hard as it ever was
brotherly bond
it tears one apart
as he walks the wound

never seeing the huddle
that he leaves
or the life the other
brethren held him to
not just his fraternity
but his home

so hard was the
abandon for them
he never knew
the feelings spent
on the one that left

all for one
as the three
should be
one takes his
world for granted
not needed
for the lost
or for the proud