Poem: My Brothers

Not just merely
Three great brothers
But my pain, sane, and all in vain
The ones I loved dearly

Scared of this cruel world
At night I hide in the covers
I'm not protected
By my loving brothers
Only by the infected
People called others
I can hear them call me
Can't you? And please don't ask who?

Born and taken on the same day
Saying to be strong in every way
But how can I be
When every ounce of strength
Was taken and left me
When they were not to be

Note* I actually got this published a few years back ^_^