Ode to my older brother

When I was born, you were already in existence
You had a desire to reach out for something
Frankly I admired that desire in you
So I watched on as you built your gadgets
Honestly I wanted to learn that too
and I asked you to teach me those tricks
but you refused.

Of course I was hurt
My own brother,
sons of the same father
Why this break?

Then I looked on; you were lacking in something
You had run out-well I realised-of patience
Certainly I did not like that too
but I watched on as you began loosing grip
Obviously, not making that known to you,
and learning too that my brother has been robbed
I'm very sorry

Yes please come back home
You are still my brother