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The Lesser of Two Evils?
Contributed by
Franciswolf
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Saturday, 3rd March 2007 @ 11:51:41 PM in AEST
Topic:
fictional
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Cain had a brother named Able
Able had a brother named Cain
And in the rain old Able sang about his suffering
How he was prized and despised by everyone he knew
Visualized and purified as fairer of the two
And this Cain knew, and Cain felt bad, Able had asked him once before
If hed put him out of his misery so he wouldnt suffer anymore
To much dismay, and agony, Cain finally did agree
Killed his brother willingly, went down in history as a picture form of jealousy
Became banished, scorned and free
And a book got it wrong till I came along; I just wanted you to know
If loving is worth cursing you, Ill curse you all night long
A father drank his life away
A life was drunk away by a father
Id not bother to tell you the details, but it might intrigue
To know he was a war veteran, scholar and fatigued
Hed sweat in seven factories, hed drank a seventh of his liver down
And around this town, hed walk at night hollering at the ground
One day he met a mistress, a phantom in a gown of white
Shed made the night with her wrapped arms and let in all the light
They married into ugly matrimony; it was all poorly played
The lonely father tried raising three, he raised his life away
So he skipped town, the boys cursed their last name
But all the same, he did it for their sake
So whos to blame is still unclear for a risk that fatherd take
So Im his defense, to much expense, I just have to say
Id rather not be treated then be treated the wrong way
Im writing a poem now
Now a poem is writing me
You see, it started as a memoir to a swiftly growing tree
It has great roots; green leaves high, apples on its stems
And when the wind whistles through I swear its branches cry
But in all this majesty there is nothing I could write, to give you my sight
To set things right, I can just record
Im bored, theres nothing else to type so why not spend the time I cant afford?
Debating whats evil and whats true, whats bitter and whats blue,
How a story can be wrong and an opinion opinions you
So I see my tree, and suddenly, I get the facts in place
Each drawing of a person displays a newer face, so judge well and not at all,
Try to understand, but my friend youll fall
Because If I see a tree and youd rather see it chopped and gone
You could be chopping me as Im rooted all along
Copyright ©
Franciswolf
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2007-03-03 23:51:41]
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Re: The Lesser of Two Evils?
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by FRANCO on
Sunday, 4th March 2007 @ 07:05:44 AM AEST
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An interesting poem, topic looked from a deferent perspective. Good write.
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Re: The Lesser of Two Evils?
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by yangdantien on
Monday, 5th March 2007 @ 01:43:25 PM AEST
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Wow this is grand and hits me on several different planes. Well done and in joy I can only add maybe its not "The Lesser of Two Evils" but perhaps the lesser of two weevils as suggested by 'Master & Commander'
Bravo
Peace
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