Brother Skylark

What joy what madness
Speak to the beasts and travel
Ever so light away from the darkness
Of father’s convictions

Even if it means
Replacing meals with work

Suppers with a smile
Breakfasts with work

Who wanted to be
The one to show the way

Happy to oblige
Stoned piled into walls
Rumoured to have obeyed him
Stones piled into walls

Yet it was the
Returning daily where the riches seat
The faces

Yet another archetypal son heading the call within
To defy his father got carried away
Yet another

It could have been you
It could have been your sworn enemy

You and I will turn out just like him
One day regarded yet another mystery
Yet another mystery of the past
Never to be resolved