Unrestrained and restrained
Fruit of the ground
Beast of the field
Tooth and claw were it's weapons
He could tie a rock to a stick and
Sharpen it


The word **** hadn't been invented yet
Fire fell from heaven lapping up the true sacrifice
In my son Abel I am well pleased
Hate
The word ****** was burnt to the forehead of the first son
So all men will know he is cursed with  first-blood
What an honor
Satisfied from the **** up

I remember it
First tounge of flames lapping from the pit
Lightning flashed and rain fell
Stone and fire-thunder swell

Father was born from the dust
And his breath always smelled of blood
He knew the secret paths
And told stories of nights spent in the ancient groves
He spoke often of the Old One -
And warned us of the speaking serpent

Mother walked in the garden
God-carved
A pine grown for the saw
A rib torn from the breast
She spoke the language of birds
More beautiful than sunset

Lush fruiting buds pour their scent
Trees of long white hanging moss
From the limb
The monkeys watched them
Touch

Lonely hill
Birds are silent
At his scream
Purity
Fist balled around the stone
Please don't!
Brain matter skull shatter
The earth is thirsty for blood
Pulled down from the high place
*Am I my brother's keeper?