A thought for his sibling. A thought for the one supposed to be his friend. The one he hopes to inspire. The one for whom both parents perspire.
He is a young man now, but not for long. The brother is a young man too, but not as young.
Does his relative temporal advantage grant the boundless wisdom on circumstance and ‘rightness’?
Who is to decide if our position on the birth line assures authority?
The brother doubts. He speaks. He cautions. But he doubts.
His thoughts ever contrasting his true mood and his words- mostly ideal to instill growth.
The younger will grow. A fact known by the brother.
And the younger brother will know. How long is what crushes the brother.