Waiting at Hades Gates,
Brothers mourn in robes of sorrow.
A predefined allotment of days
Trickles and seeps away.
Every day the shadows converge,
Waiting in the fire gloom.
Sacrifice willingly made,
Demons come to lay their claim.
A brother's love forever entombed.
It's been a while since I attempted to write poetry. Hope you like it.