A Love Tempest Violent Left A Ruin Of Hate Poem by Terence George Craddock

river time must flow on stark wind stinging dust must go
many centuries spent departed many new races lived died
found a tomb yet still from witness yonder rocky summits
frown those fate fallen castle moss-grown towers of gloom?

still a brother feud curse blood spilt taints a dreary valley
dare thee to venture out to view fearful sights seen by night
as midnight strikes brothers hate still renew a ghastly fight
love a fairytale start became curse fly in ruin feud ointment?

has dark time proved she was beloved worth fighting over?
did brothers wonderer why women desire to be fought over?
did she have a choice even want to evil desire be fought over?

one wonders who of choice two brothers the beloved loved?
did the brothers not think to ask her no in their vanity never!
did she encourage conflict savouring a duel fought over her?