Condemn me brother

 The man that sung the song
that let it all out
that lay it all down
like the law

like the judgement on all of our souls
heavy and crushing
like the way we behaved over decades
laugh at it now, but it still bleeds

like a small mountain stream
red as your dreams
shame as a demon
shines in your reasons

for each of your judgements
they reflect like polished swords
aimed at our heads
blinding our eyes

seconds from death
eons from birth
learning to laugh
learning to cry

and dirtying our souls in the ash of other's judgements
soiling those well dimpled innocent giggles
for some square photo of us on the wall
with just the facts written directly right under

blood of siblings
the only wine in the bottle
share it at a wake
exclude us

the worms we are
eons from birth