His eyes were on the ground
Blood still on his hands
Two red reminders of inheritance misplaced
I struck him down with conscience clear
My righteous blade cut away at injustice
Bright light shot from within
Through flesh and bone and transgression
Revealed, alive inside in innocence and anger
My father's eyes
My father's eyes lay inside demanding,
"Is this what you think I deserve?"
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