Invisible Touch

He doesn’t know, nor can tell,

But he affects more than he sees.

Their false show, is their hell,

But he doesn’t falter in the breeze.


They don’t care, nor can tell,

But they kill when they breathe.

They suck air, and brashly yell,

But they still spread their disease.


When he smiles, we are strong,

But he doesn’t know his effect.

With the miles, he helps along,

And he earns all their respect.


Nobody will say, but we discern

He is the brother we didn’t earn.

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