Power Struggles in a Suburban Home; Siblings Posturing Posthumously/Posthumorously

an era of youth,
we pranced and guffawed,
two kindred spirits,
linked in kinship’s bond
but the chasm that time creates
spawned a fractious rift between our souls, now gone

aspirations of validation
akin to a race that ever continues or ends
yet envy, a pill of bitter sensation
swallowed hard and left to fester

we wrangled, scuffled, and traded venom
our competition,
a plaything for fools
as fleeting years vanished without a ransom
our camaraderie, it became a tool
wielded in an awkward fashion

a new, more mature era,
with our own lives independently led
we’ve shelved our discord, but what remains?
nostalgia for those days that we’ve shed
when fraternal love ruled, without any strains

if only we could turn back time
to bury our disunity in the past
to revisit those moments when love was prime
and heal the wounds that we both have amassed
but alas

silence shields all hope,
a dreary winter settles in our veins,
lets hope the cold will not last