you’re lying face down
buried
in the mud
of greed
wondering
if
your life
could have
somehow
been different
but
you’ve decided
that
it doesn’t matter now
all those
you called your brother
have been sacrified
for
your personal pleasure
so
you’re suffering alone
there’s no one
to call
nor
anyone who’d listen
that’s a choice
you
made
back then
love and devotion
just got in your way
so now
there’s no one to call
that should happen to all those who ruin others for own gain, especially those who trust and love them.
the painting is magnificent.