He sits on the couch as his brother speaks violent words. Tears run down his face not of fear but of heartbrokeness, his own brother threatening his life. He closes his eyes and pushes the tears, he sees the swing of his brothers arm but he does not move, soon enough his head is caught between his fist being thrown left to right his head thrown side to side. The physical pain can't amount to the pain in his heart, his own brother doing such transgressions against him. Yet he stays calm he doesn't move he lets his brother take his anger out on him. His brother stops and ask why won't you fight back in which he replys your my brother you may hate me with every bone in your body you may wish to **** me but I can never due such things to you, if you wish to take my life then take it, your my brother and ill let you have it cause I won't hurt you.
His brother wide eye, lip trembling can't fathom the complexity of his philosophy.
