Cain

God had blessed Abel’s offering
but not his and with rage filling him,
he saw his brother feast
in the mercy pouring down from heaven

and single he stood as the one
feeling harassed and roaring in anger
hitting blow after blow where his brother curled in pain
until his life was gone, lifeless as if petrified

and God Himself as judge gives the sentence
and he hardened his heart
picking up his possessions
and lived under curse and anguish

and the deeper pain
of his brother’s murder, does not really disappear.

poem by Gert Strydom
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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