A rocky bond at first, we solidified our kinship with mud blood and trust
Not only did your iron sharpen mine, and mine yours
But I laid my sword at your feet when you hadn't one
Brothers in the valley and kings on the mountain
David and Damocles
I, David, failed miserably as a king, as all I knew how to be was a peasant
A prisoner of his own brother, you draped my rainbow coat on my shoulders like the spots of  a *****
Nothing short of imperfect, I was never meant to lead, but I was always faithful to you, surrendering in humility
The sword over your head, inscribed with lies and deception
Not only did you ignore the blade, destined to pierce your own heart
You cut it down, and pierced both of us
You spilled my blood like water, while believing you bled wine
Maybe so, but the fermented fruit of your disloyalty will always taste sour to me