Brother Companions

She is standing alone on the stage

Bleeding her heart out, explaining her purpose

The crowd speaks not, to awe stricken

Her words catch in her throat

I watch intently, with anger

Surrounded by others like me

A single, hot tear forms from her eye

Sliding down and scolding her red cheeks

An uproar starts, as she seizes up

I join in with my Brother Companions

A chorus of boo’s fill the air

Like an orchestra drowning out the surroundings

A helpless expression appears on her face

Blinded by hate, I am one with the crowd