Sun, a hoop, and a ball
combined with a concrete drive
and it is all they need,
the two brothers, for a game.
The older, taller by a foot, dribbles and shoots
with ease, his superiority to his little brother evident
in his confident moves, the smile on his face,
the speed with which he rebounds and shoots again.
The younger boy’s tense body tells
of long experience and quiet rebellion
as he shoves and pushes and grapples
yet can’t get his hands on the ball.
It will be the story of their lives:
the older will always move with ease and assurance
that his is the right to more and better.
The smaller boy will struggle and work and push
for notice, acclaim, stature and status.
Which will be the first to reach his goals?
My money’s on the one who just tripped his brother,
grabbed the ball and with a burst of speed and strength
leapt up and up and up, landing a perfect
three point shot.