Et tu Brutus?
Betrayal of the greatest.
Just like our friend Judas.
Sat and watched you lose us.
It was a sunny day,
And the pool was all Sparklin.
We had some pizza.
Our favorite was cheese.
I was young but older than you,
Brothers we were, surrounded in a world of new.
We went outside, our first mistake,
Played around, like pirates, we would fake.
Then if just for fun…
You threw it all in, your diaper into the din,
Being your elder, I brought it back on,
So the game went, over and over.
So the die was cast, together,
As I brought your diaper out,
Of the aqua blue pool.
Who would ever know, that I was the fool.
Out of reach this time.
Out of care.
How could I protect you now,
I barely had hair…
I should have been there,
Shoulda been me,
Why did you feel,
You should be,
The one who jumped after what was lost,
The die was cast, and alone you lost.
I still remember,
Even now,
The look on your face,
Under the water’s curtain.
A look of pain,
Maybe of peace,
But mostly questioning,
In your blank debeing.
Long I sat there,
Long, I misunderstood.
Long, I called for you,
Spencer return with your hood.
Sank you did,
As did my heart.
I got my mother,
Shock tore her apart.
Still now I ponder,
Still now I wonder,
What could have been,
If you never wandered.
But the failure was mine.
I’m the big brother.
It should have been me, instead,
You fell to the Ocean’s daughter.
Now I must add myself, to this short list.
And if you find yourself asking this,
Et tu Justin, be not remiss.
For I have sinned, my brother’s last kiss.
