Mark of Cain

I am a young woman With callused hands and feet With an ever growing problem Buried in me deep It has stripped me of my beauty With an overwhelming pain And on yesterday's proud forehead It has burned the mark of Cain It happened long ago Though it s

Cain, firstborn son of Adam You killed your brother Abel Now you bear a mark of God in your eyes Pain is (the) sign of your symbol And you'll be borne down by (the) load You will walk forever to live and let die Life is eternal for Cain Bright shine