I looked at Abel's sacrifice,
still smoking, the flesh, the
blood.
I cried, I held my eyes
I prayed in night and day
And when
Father said
the time for
Sacrifice
has come again
And Abel, led his youngest,
his sweetest,
his most beloved
to the sacrificial fire
I did not bring my
youngest
my sweetest
for I knew the
One Above
would not
want them.
And my brother,
beloved Abel
said to me
"Caine, you did not bring
a sacrifice,
a gift of the first
a part of your joy,
to brn on the altar
of the One Above."
I cried tears of love as I,
with sharp things,
sacrificed that
which was the
first part of
my joy,
my brother.