Three Brothers
Some people are destined for greatness
Some for dirt
Some people are lead to happiness
Some left to hurt
This is just the way things are
The way things are lead to be
Try to travel near and far
And you’ll see
But enough of that, enough of vague prelude
Let’s get to the story, while you’re still nice and subdued
This is an echo of a story we’ve all heard before
One of three fated brothers, that’s right, not four
One destined for thundering strength,
A king in his own right
One destined for deep honors,
And although second, can still put up a fight
And the last to be left behind,
Always set out, try as he might
Three brothers, destined for a single fate
Three brothers, who on their first day of highschool were late
The eldest of the three, with bright golden hair,
Was accepted by the jocks, the rulers of school
He quickly found his place, though to be fair
It was as it was meant to be, no one was a fool
The second brother, with his eyes of deep blue
Also quickly found his way through the school
He fit in with the Preps, and to them he stuck like glue
For even if they were second, they did still rule
Now the third brother, pale in complexion
Had a harder time fitting in with those around
He was not like his brothers, he had imperfections
And cause of those, he was solitude bound
And this is the fate of three brothers
Two who would spend their time in the sun while the third suffered
After all, try as you might,
You can’t fight destiny
You can’t hierarchy