Maybe

Maybe he is not lost anymore,

Maybe he found his way home, anyway,

Maybe he is into something, who knows?

Why did he wait for so long years?

Years that my fingers could not count,

Maybe I am the one who is hurting,

Unhealed with indescribable emotions,

What iis wrong with the brothers these days?

My feet are heavy to go home.

My heart desires to be under the sheets where am I now.

Wanting to be under a shade of a tree too,

Or alone in a long journey, maybe..

*the older brother went home the other day. The other brother was discharged at late night from hospital adminission after five days