Cry For My Dead Brothers Poem by Chan Mongol

I lost brothers, the roof over my head!
My two older brothers are now dead! !
They taught me to walk and took care of me!
And they always made me very, very happy! !
They first dropped me to the school!
But in fear of teachers I cried like a fool! !
First day in the school, I was so fearful!
But slowly, I got used to be under the rule! !
In those days, teachers used to be very rude!
For that, one brother left the school for good! !
But both of them gave me instant courage!
They taught not to be afraid in school days! !
After so many years, they died recently, forever!
I always cry but they will come back never! !
I was not worthy, perhaps coward and I wanted to die!
But God took away the air of 2 good people in his sky! !
My hope is, that God will remake them for heaven!
As, where I was? Where I am? Anything can happen! !