A Brothers Betrayal

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A Brothers Betrayal

A Brothers Betrayal.

 

Someone please tell me how could my brother betray me the same unisex of three from the same breed as me,

Can you imagine my pain, my sorrow, reaching for answers as in the day after tomorrow?

While crying cries of be trail from the suppose to be an alike male older brother with the same features as the two younger brothers.

It’s a damn shame how the older brother carries himself in life as if he was a lamb in sheep clothing but I know he really the big bad Wolf,

One could never know by just looking at us that we came from the same Mother same Father.

 

A Brothers Betrayal.

 

Question. Why am I the subject in the Holy Bible the passage of Cain verses Able?

Cain kills me not this time in the flesh but rather in the root of my Heart and Soul instead.

Able being Spiritually gifted in mind, body and soul bringing a wide range of spiritual truths’, of the holy truth to the one who created all truths’ unto to Cain the older brother dying inside from lack of understanding truth. 

My older brother Cain is by far to me 100% dead in the Hollow not Holy Head.

 

I’m suffering grief of betrayal from my older brother right at the center of my brain, a crime that was bestowed upon me by one brother unto another as if he was a soldier

                                              Amongst the zombie walking dead.

 

A Brothers Betrayal.

 

You can imagine I’m not searching for the devil with two horns a pitchfork carrying a long dog like tail; instead this devil has two arms, two legs, two eyes, two testicles and one head.

This demon I’m describing walks upright like you and I.  In the form of Man.,

 

His thirst for blood and bloodshed is bitter, sweet sour taste of false truth of its own demonic truth that’s rooted within the rib cage of his chest. He pretends aimlessly not to knows of his own shame,

 

His attribute is a reluctant towards spreading lies, shedding misleading tears that cry when in fact he knows he’s the arch deceiver the editor an chief of demonic ties, damn!

 

By Tanzola Sneed

July 16, 1992.

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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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