The Brother (parable of the prodigal son Luke 15 vs 11 to 13 )

Edited on the advice of Solomon _Song .2013 . .  with thanks  
 
 
I've toiled and slaved,    
Solitary stayed at home    
Now this whoring    
Bastard son of yours    
Gorges on your love.    
Why so pleased?    
For years he's gone....    
I said he would    
The day you shared his rights    
Spent the lot,I bet    
Now he crawls    
Penniless and desolate    
Because in genital delight,    
He forgot his Dad.    
    
Your son is safe,    
But is your love?    
Should such a jewel    
Lose its self in the muck    
That he has bathed.....    
When he's bathed in brighter juice,    
And purified,you think, his soul,    
He'll run again    
To the tarts and cellars,    
Boasting of his stupid Dad.    
    
I've stayed at home,   
Milked the goats,not you,    
The plough I've pushed and pulled    
Now I'll rest,save my strength    
Direct it down to where he's spent,    
And take my genital delight.