My Brother’s Keeper

If these words should fall,

Clutter the floor, dry leaves in wind,

Until silence drapes over all,

Will I delight to see the end?

If my throat should close,

Thin breaths, music diminished,

A tune the world no longer knows,

Will I rejoice when it’s finished?

If I should achieve my anonymity,

Cut off from humanity entire,

With a seal of indemnity,

Will it still be all I desire?

If these tears should drop

For a brother lost, a sister broken,

Would I want the flow to stop,

Or leave one truth unspoken

If it could mend?