World's Chains

I dreamed for a world,
for my Brother and I.
A world on the moon,
the dark side; we'd fly.

I tried to soar away,
from the world's boundful chains.
Only to find the last,
was my Brother, in pain.

The last, was but himself,
and him tied with many.
Too many chains laced,
from his head to his waist.

He was his own restraint,
for the moon we desired.
He was caught in his own brair,
Of chains.