Two Lambs

Once upon a herd, two lambs grazed.

One younger, both innocent, unscathed.

The shepherd watches carefully over his flock

Having to keep the two lambs far apart.

The older scorns and kicks the younger with glee

Mocks and punches, taints her plunder you see

Then the elder runs off to die all alone 

Guilt eating away the monster inside 

The mother pulls her back, yet the fight sustains

There is no peace to this very day I say

The younger tries to walk by the shepherd 

While the elder begs her to run for the leopards

The younger is safe there, the elder with bulls

The mother behind the younger foal

Between the two little fighting, bickering fools

And the shepherd watches the eldest run to the wolves 

You were a lamb with such perfect wool

Nobody could even see the boils on your soul

The festering sores under your skin

Creeping deeper until the pain snuck in

You were an innocent child I thought I could trust 

You were a peaceful person I thought was just

You were older, wiser, you supposedly knew more

And yet you tore me like a wolf in a sheep's cloak

You were a magnum opus of young girls 

The sinless, the spotless, the example pearl

Out in the sunlight, there was not a scratch 

But behind the door of home you were a witch

When your soul is good but your actions sour

And another little lamb looks up to your power

Whether you want it or not, she's endowed to you

Her innocence was completely devoured

I could barely see your humanity behind the scum

Despite how hard I tried, how much I plea you run

Yet you left me to rot and told me not to be upset 

How could I not after what you did to my head?

Did you know that disease could infect?

Or were you secretly just as innocent?

Did you consider the scars you'd leave on her?

Or were you naïve to the pain you'd hurl on her?

Did you ever apologize or try to make amends?

Or did you hide behind time and death?

Did you ever think, hey! 

Maybe she mourned who you were?

Ever wondered if she saw through that wrath?

Or did your blind yourself with the pride you wouldn't take back?

A monster amongst us only makes more 

Unless one aims to thrive instead of just survive

Two different antidotes to the same curse

One left as a wolf, the other slowly secured.