A House holds
One Household, Characters alike in regard.
In fair, a place where accountancy lay.
From old alliances, break to new and discard
Where a family's trust leaves uncleanly
From fatal risk thyne eyes are taken
Whose misguided menstrations flow?
Where he now lay chained to his grudged fin
Fearful of his release, a fathers rage overflows.
For no end is there to a child's strife.
Now he shows, to which and where a loose cannon goes
Yet soothing words cut this rage like a knife
A sibling's grace steals this rage and consumes
To a place they go, in a haven they left
Not a chance can this bond be eternally cleft
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