Two Brothers Poem by Herbert Nehrlich

A man who was r e a l l y conceited,
who in church was the one to stay seated,
said I do as I please
with the greatest of ease.
He was stubborn and never got treated.

But his brother, who fought for his nation
was no hero before liberation,
all the medals he got......
well they looked really hot...
but they did reek of desperation.

When the day came the brothers would die,
the conceited one started to cry.
He had hoped that his death
would not alter his breath.
But the soldier said, simply, good bye.

On the stone of the first it is written:
He was proud and especially smitten,
and the other one read:
This poor soldier is dead,
missed by all and his Persian kitten.