The Burden

The Burden

There once a family, well-off and  rich

Hectares of land, they ought to till

Grains, corns and more they harvest

Feasted by clan a day to fit

Just as the second child feels some pain

Signs so severe occurred the other days

He cannot stand, at bed he lays

like as his father who passed away

the white haired man said they did not pray

and ask their Father to eat with thee

For joy they had and drinks yesterday

The second child had cause the pay

Five siblings are they and tears dismay

Unknown to them the cause he say

For their father leave no words so free

Now nothing they know and ask to plea

The old man came in a sunny day

And ask the siblings, pigs are the pay

Four siblings are they said yes to thee

Just as their brother go out astray

The day had come, black big they butch

And shock to see the bile mismatch

Another pig, the old man asked

Siblings can't move but to do the task

Second, third up to the seventh did not made of such

A perfect bile no more to catch

The siblings' pocket were out of stock

Where to and wherefore would they to ask

Eighth pig it is came out from debt

From the neighbor village who tend to help

Finally the bile that take too much

The ritual continues and prays the gods

Some were drunk and fast asleep

Some are laughing and loud to speak

One group are fighting not knowing the case

The reason for the rite was likely forgotten

The second child woke up one day

After a month in bed he laid

The rite was done three weeks ago

And now he's fine, able and strong

Five siblings are they, till the land so fast

Working under the sun to earn a lot

The debt they owe, they need to pay

Or else their land will run to thee