2019.03.31.
Cain
Cain, what have you done to your brother?Cain, your hands are dirty
Cain, what reeks in your conscience
That you are not able to sleep and time troubles you?
Cain, I don't judge your insanity
You paid for your misadventure with your mistake
Perhaps the bloodline that engenders you
Comes from rage and misery
Cain, what have you done to your brother?
Did you do it so you could keep his flock?
Cain, I don't expect you to explain it to me
I merely do not understand what you did
Cain, you attended the academy
Of military grade and strategy
You finally found yourself among the troops
Your skin is green, your clothes also
Cain, what do you feel when
The rage of a rifle explodes on one's face?
You later discover that it was a boy,
But he got in your way.
Cain, what have you done to your brother?
It was not your decision, they decided for you
Cain, what will your children say
If they are still alive in this chain of events?
Cain, when you return to camp
You will surely be more than a Sergeant
And so you rest your head
Because the homeland will crown your nobility
Cain, what do you dream when you sleep?
I bet it's hiding places and serpents
Could it be that at the razor's edge
Your life overflows and declines?
Cain, do not feel guilty
You appeased the rebel, the indomitable
Cain, the humble hut that burned down
Was just a strategic mistake