A poem for Faramir, Boromir, and Denethor
I always felt second best
Compared to you
Why, my brother?
Father always loved you
And shunned me
Why, my brother?
I never hated you
I always felt pride
Why, my brother?
Now you are gone
And I remain
Why, my brother?
Father is lost
He is not himself
Why, my brother?
If you were here and I was not
Perhaps he would be healed
Why, my brother?
Father is gone
His flame extinguished
Why, my brother?
I loved our father as I loved you
Now I am all that remains of our family
Why, my brother?
I have found my place now
And the love of a fair maiden
I wish he were here
I wish you were here
But I no longer question
Why, my brother?
