That moan
Of one forsaken and alone!
“Seigneur! Le createur du ciel et de la terre!
Forgotten me! Forgotten me!”
.... And when the voice grew weak
The brother leaned again, embraced
The huddled body. But a shriek
Repulsed him: “Non! Détache-moi! I don’t care
For you. Non! Tu es l’homme qui m’a trahi!
Non! Tu n’es pas mon frère!”