He Is My Brother Poem by Paul Sebastian

Polio-struck eleven-year-old brother waits daily
Staying in an ill-kept two-room apartment
For street-story happenings told passionately
By his elder brother: a chosen commitment

Elder boy met his new pastor for his food ration
Noticed the pastor's new car parked outside
His eyes glued on the car, caught pastor's attention
Who offered him a joy ride by the countryside

Driving past picturesque fields, farms and lake-side
Ecstatic, he begged pastor to do another round
For his disabled brother who'd never seen such sights
Touched, pastor whisked him off home-bound

Pastor eagerly awaited by a dirty back alley below
Giving his brother a piggy-back, came down iron stairs
Four floors down, treading steps carefully slow
Dropping jaws, pastor fixed on them his anxious stare

He isn't heavy: it is love, not burden, he carries
For brother's sake, willingly he sweats it out
Never has the pastor seen such love as this
A brotherly love-bond overtly lived out

Countryside car ride, a lifetime-treat for the boys
Vividly, the talkative elder boy described the sights
The younger, wide-eyed, gleeful, on window poised
The teary pastor learnt a lesson, never he'll forget

The elder brother had deep compassion
Loving his helpless brother, his conviction
Had clear sense of life's purpose
Paying the cost, however adverse
Passionate to fulfill another's need
Expressing love daily, is committed
He had a clear and vivid vision
Carries out his defined mission

2.1.2015