Games

Two brothers play
mancala board games

pretending to be
a friendly enemy

they never stop
conquering
each other's seeds


Idle eyes watch the game

captured in
the luminosity
of forever...

Idle minds care not of
past's unheard lectures
nor do they care about
the future

faded grasses
blanket distant
necropolies
frost on
yesterday's remnants


Two brothers play
mancala board games:
the more bread one takes
from his sibling,
the better player he is.

Sitting in privileged respect
they never stop.