The time?
Dawn.
The place?
East of Eden.
Who knew?
Caine knew.
Who drew
That hoodoo?
That you do,
You hoo,
You who,
Once slew,
Your brother.
Premeditated,
Or a genesis of jealousness,
And rage?
Off of the page,
The murder weapon?
A rock? A club?
A tool....
You fool!
And there ever after,
Mankind has devised more efficient ways,
To kill his brother.
You no longer have to bash away,
At skull with rock and bare
Blood spattered hands there,
You can instead push someone ,
To push a button,
On your behalf,
And 10 million people you have never met,
Will die,
And your children will be poisoned forever,
we're so clever,
But like Caine,
In absence of pain,
Though it took much of brain (to go nuclear),
We never really thought about it.
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