Concern For Next of Kin

You who had seen my next of kin Dining and wining near a bin And you forgot to raise a din Or had minded your Gripping Gin… It was A War you did not win, Though Loss reports not on The Skin Like would Incisive Pricks of Pin Or handiwork of Wounding Tin… Your love, please, extend to My Kin In Water Fish that needs Your Fin: Never mind his mischievous grin Nor like God be counting his sin…