Release

Brother,

Comrade,

Death has come calling,

Do not fear,

Elysium awaits you,

Where you can tend your land,

Mend your fences,

Break your horses,

And live with love for all time.

I, for one, shall envy you,

Until my day has come,

And then,

We can both talk of those small things again,

And share a drink in the evening light.