Brother

Steel.
Malleable once.
Now something more.
I'm not sure.
Are you?
Or are you worthy of spite,
and scorn,
and pity.
Lost and forlorn.
You weathered the storm.
There was something more.
Lost? I'm not sure.
But you'll yearn.
You were always one to yearn.
Some things are constant.
Steel.
Malleable once.
But not anymore.
I'm not sure.
If I like what you've become.

I have high hopes,
but nothing more.