Trading Breath

One man given an opportunity to take his brother's death into himself and return life to his bullet torn body

A folded flag, and an eagle, globe and anchor
A suffocating feeling, but pride for your valor
My brother! How I wish you hadn’t felt the hurt
I’m coming to meet with you now, my soul caked in dirt!
Solemn words and bitter tears fall to the ground.
Hysteria mixed with grief, but together we lower you down
Slowly, people begin to leave, while I linger by
I don’t know if what is conceived in my mind,
Will bring you back to Life for mine tonight
Eventually, from what I see, everyone departs
While you sleep, in agony I prepare my heart
I walk away, allowing the backhoe to fill your grave
Then when he leaves while I’m out of sight, the moon light shines my way
Rain drips down from the knotted oak tree and darkens my clothes
But I know things that are secret and not many know
I took one breath and I let it in to fill my chest
My final act about to commence, determined, no second guess
Spirits of the Kingdom, and the one of Death gathered close
Fire, Earth, Water, and breath left my nose
It split the earth, rending it a apart
His power is transcendent, I no longer play with cards
The servants from high posts heard what I chose,
And lifted you out removing all your clothes
I took your hand and guided you back
When you opened your eyes, I closed mine afflicted with your attack
Not by choice, or action from you, but a plea was heard that told me what to do
Now my heart is split in two, and yours restored like no lead ever touched you
I spoke to you, with my last breath, and a neck crack,
This time death was to stay, I am not coming back
Bury me here, and take my clothes
Make sure you take this story public, letting everybody know
The One True King brought mercy today,
And punishment too, but don’t let any of them say
That he is unjust, as they do not see
All the angles and the motives, He is higher than Democracy
Now I sleep, and my blood flows
To sheol now my body and my soul goes