My Brother

He was serene,
prudent, and funny.
A gentle giant,
never rebuked anybody.
His number of friends
grew in
profusion every year.
But,
his audacity costed him his life.

He was like the oceam.,
unpredictable,
sometimes wild
other times calm.

After the crash
he wasn't funny
he wans't kind
he wasn't the same.
He was always
rankled.
His face,
his face was so lackadasical,
that he didn't look,
the same.

He was my brother,
he was my friend,
he was my mentor.
I would depict him as,
the perfect human.