Of Brethren and Blood

Of brethren and blood, our sorrows ignite,?

For the carnage of shallow truth lay in my wake.?

Our lineal cargo torn and tattered,?

Ancestral plight now wistful amidst a mire of sombre rhymes...

Of Brethren and Blood, our hearts lay in tatters,

For devilry had agendas aplenty,

And gumption to ruin with woes under bitten tongues,

With lascivious haunts towards our menage of stone,

It took but a heave to blow us away,

Of Brethren and Blood, our forefathers left abhorred,

Their pride piqued between haven & hurt...?

Their morrow adorned by suns that doth dissipate…?

Oh why, did their querulous mind believe this ruse,

Cunning and kind would crave absolution too…

- By Gayatri Sood