Cain

My parents loved my brother, my brother loved my creator.
My creator loved my brother, my brother loved back.
I wanted it all, all that he had, my brother.
My brother was the one to hate,
‘fore he would have given his life to take.
My brother, my brother he did not see,
that he held the world in his hands.
The sin took over, and his world turned wrong.
He did not know I saw
when he and the sin were one, my brother.
My brother, his falseness was his own,
and his actions were misguided.
He planned to betray, and they could not see it.
To me, you could not hide it, my brother.
My brother was the one to hate,
before sin’s unfaltering fate.
I made the plea, take me instead of my brother.
My brother was spared, so my destiny was set.
I slewed him, but it was not by choice.
Sin had no hand on my brother.
My brother was free, and Abel.
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