those ledgers over the earth
Chronicle five hundred years of the worlds worthless evenings and the animals still not alone, said it was alright during your grandfathers life.  
The sweat of his face for bread, while men fought over his commissary store.  Gnawed bones of communal brother hood.  On the instant father to father sufferance what are you going to say?
Sons who possessed half the world  exhausted any man to one city and all it contained he asked was pity and humility.