Mokuba Kaiba

~~~

Dead and dying

Sighing and weak

It never ends, but

Me

How I love to hear him speak

~~

Several titles going by

Several Duels fought below

Counting the losers, naming the lies

But the catching up is always slow

Because who can keep up

With the light of your soul?

~~

Following the proud and haughty

Acting naughty

Behind the curtain, peeking

Always seeking

Another Duel for him to fight

Another game for him to play

Making sure he sees another day

Of victories

For my greedy sight

~~

Losses aren't an issue in my mind

What's his is mine

So if he falls, I'm there

Gathering up the pieces and

Hurling them at those

Who'd oppose

The one person for whom I'd do it

'Cuz through revenge

It never happened

On the sidelines lost

~~

Do I grow weary?

Serving time with him is Heaven

Driven shadows far away

But sometimes his Duels grow apart from me

Fools challenge him despite the triviality

And I think

~~

Brother, let's call it a day

Do you have the time to play

While my words drown

In the terrible sound

Of his all-consuming dragons

~~

So while I stay grounded to the side

I'll abide

Wait my time

One day he'll tell me

Put down the suitcase and

Run with me

Not for or behind

Not mine

But beside me

And I'll comply breathlessly

~~

Yet I'm content

Dueling in his wake

For his sake

It's great

His consent

Is mine

And the loss of his pride

Is just a temporary twist of fate...

~~~