Twins

As seen across the moonlit sands
Widows dead by their own hands
Such gore amongst a placid rift
Stare at each and soon I drift
Searching dead minds for forgotten lore
Knives to backs in metaphor
Yet they lie in cringing smile
Making this crime far more vile
All lies tied by frayed strings
Between these two who shared his rings
He brought them here, o so sly
To watch them perish, to watch them die
Knowing they would each see one
Knowing what damage had been done
So with each a sharpened knife
So they end the other's life
But know they not the man's dark deed
Of arranging them to hide his greed
Because the one had been single
Father dear decides to mingle
But bore her a son with his name
As the mother did the same
Happen in the past did this
So today, they greet death's kiss
For no man shall know of fathers sins
as he's left with his own twins.