the father is a hypocrite and blames the mother for financial problems, but actually he is a drunkard and a hypocrite.
"oh, well the money's all gone and she can't pay the rent with that needle in her arm."
"what did she ever do to you, but raise us by herself when you were too drunk to come through?"
one of the son's hates and his angry with his father...
"i never wanted to kill a man, like i want to kill you man" and general comment about the gravestone.
the other stops things from getting out of hand...
"his brother at his side screaming "this isn't your fight""
eventually the son gets so frustrated with his father that he strikes him over the head many times and kills him.
"he caught his eye as he took his last breath and that vice went to his head again and again. "dear god what have you done?" cried out his mother. "that devil drunk was no father."
his mother and brother are dismayed.
"dear god what have you done?" cried out his mother.
that spiteful stare of his brother. "i ain't no forgiver or forgetter. I'll make you pay for this when you least expect it."
the son simply walks off.
he washed the blood from his hands, kissed his mother and stepped into cold night air.
i think it's about family conflict.
the father is a hypocrite and blames the mother for financial problems, but actually he is a drunkard and a hypocrite. "oh, well the money's all gone and she can't pay the rent with that needle in her arm." "what did she ever do to you, but raise us by herself when you were too drunk to come through?"
one of the son's hates and his angry with his father... "i never wanted to kill a man, like i want to kill you man" and general comment about the gravestone. the other stops things from getting out of hand... "his brother at his side screaming "this isn't your fight""
eventually the son gets so frustrated with his father that he strikes him over the head many times and kills him. "he caught his eye as he took his last breath and that vice went to his head again and again. "dear god what have you done?" cried out his mother. "that devil drunk was no father."
his mother and brother are dismayed. "dear god what have you done?" cried out his mother. that spiteful stare of his brother. "i ain't no forgiver or forgetter. I'll make you pay for this when you least expect it."
the son simply walks off. he washed the blood from his hands, kissed his mother and stepped into cold night air.