I salute you with poetry.
Farewell moment between life and death
You hold my hand and don't let go.
I didn't cry at that moment.
I cried when I endured it.
Don't want to twist your face.
Is to let you see my healthy face on my deathbed.
Dear brother
I can't help talking about you.
I can't help praising you.
I can't help dissecting you.
I can't help but let tears flow in the poem.
Dear brother
People are coming
They put their hands on my trembling shoulders.
People are coming
Recite the poem I wrote for you.
People are coming
Host your funeral with poetry.
Dear brother
I am tired, but I miss you more.
You told me calmly:
Brother, have a good sleep.
Let this poem have a rest, too.
I want to listen to the background music when poems often appear.