I love this poem so much! Please don't be angry but i have changed it a little bit below. I know what i is about and i know exactly how the brother in it is feeling although that might seem strange to people. hope this is helpful 
Oh brother across the stormy grey sea:
estranged from us, estranged from me.
Your promise kept; you stayed away.
I stare across that vast grey sea;
I stare – only for thee.
How I remember that hazy day,
A garden party, and we, what fools.
champagne all around - except for you
you ran - ran far away.
We drank and laughed at empty things,
And filled our heads with compliments,
But you had run away.
I found you by the gate that day,
when across the field they sifted hay.
I turned to you, you looked away.
You spat at the world,
You hissed at me.
You pulled my hair, you laughed at me.
I pushed at you, you pushed at me,
I fell down crying, you scraped your knees.
Oh what a sorry summer's day!
No-one understands, you said,
they could not: you despised it all,
Even the sun-stained ground below.
People; they were your enemies, foes,
It seemed you felt what the Devil knows.
And then you cried, hard and angry sobs,
Cried for things I never had known.
You left me then, there all alone.
you ran away, across that sea,
I still hear your sobs – please, can you hear me?
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