Circle of Pain
Two brothers born only minutes apart...their mother a victim; their father a rapist. A lifelong struggle between good and evil.
Two sons were born one starless night
Conflicting storm of dark and light
Tranquil skies in shaded blues
Eased lightning’s strike by colorful hues
Both young boys became fervent men
One lived for truth and the other sin
A noble heart and righteous prayers
Fought evil thoughts inside a brother’s stare
Their paths unwound in different ways
Bright rays of virtue warred hatred’s gaze
The firstborn child led his with grace
The other masked a wicked face
One prayed at night, "Let Angels Rise!"
In visions of death through sleepless eyes
One thrived at night inflicting pain
Then laughed and rejoiced at bloody remains
One mother raped by filthy hands
Three pathways carved by foul demands
Circle of pain spins round with ease
As goodness drowns beneath blackened seas
Conflicting storm of dark and light
Tranquil skies in shaded blues
Eased lightning’s strike by colorful hues
Both young boys became fervent men
One lived for truth and the other sin
A noble heart and righteous prayers
Fought evil thoughts inside a brother’s stare
Their paths unwound in different ways
Bright rays of virtue warred hatred’s gaze
The firstborn child led his with grace
The other masked a wicked face
One prayed at night, "Let Angels Rise!"
In visions of death through sleepless eyes
One thrived at night inflicting pain
Then laughed and rejoiced at bloody remains
One mother raped by filthy hands
Three pathways carved by foul demands
Circle of pain spins round with ease
As goodness drowns beneath blackened seas
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