Siblings
the house was built without cement
the garden without soil to grow in
throw in the towel the family creed
and greed a concept out of reach.
survive or thrive
death counts no difference
claims them one by one
time marks the path of graft and hope
with no account of gain or loss
tossed into life a relative thing
and left to fight as they will.
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