Two Brothers

Cain said to Able

I am you; you are me

We are the dual psyche of man

I do what you are unwilling

To survive

You benefit from the lines crossed

In death, you are reborn

From the tantrums of childhood

To knowing God

As cities burn under assassination attempts

Humans despising and prideful over our identities

We have convinced ourselves that we are 

Never asking did the symbols we share

Ever speak

Outside of a dream distorted image

From our evolved reptile breaching consciousness

To salivate for our survival

Thinking we can separate the wars our brothers begin

As our governments vote; our markets bank

Slave camps are stocked counting coffee

Drinking, dancing, daring for exemption

That what we do is not to the self