He's crazy and rambunctious,

He's the odd ball.

He isn't smart

Or strong

Or a good leader

He's the comic relief to a tragedy.

The one who always had to be happy

Because he has no choice.

After a terrible fight,

He could not go off by himself.

He could not sulk like his other brothers did.

He had to keep them going,

He had to make them laugh and assure them that there will always be a next time.

They would never understand how important he was until he was gone.

But I'm going too far ahead.

At this moment he is still alive and well,

Taking care of his brothers and his city.

And the next time something goes wrong

He will be there to make it right.