My Father's Son (/Last Son) (poem)

 ...and sometimes my brain is just like, guess what, today we  have a few verses about "His Father's Son," in No Man of Woman Born by Ana Mardoll (https://www.amazon.com/Man-Woman-Born-Rewoven-Tales-ebook/dp/B07C86CX8G)  that kinda scan to "Bar'bry Allen."


I found a home with Hilon's folk
I'd never wish them sorrow
They claimed and loved me as their own
Yet I must leave tomorrow

The master trained me every day
With steel to thrust and parry
And well I knew, if I should stay
His daughters I might marry

But once I had another home
With sisters and with brothers
Guided by the wisdom of 
My six dear loving mothers

But then one night into our camp
An evil man came riding
He burned our home and spilt our blood,
And earned my hate undying

Guyon was the monster's name
All kinships keen to conquer
His doom foretold by Cadfen's son
Each boy he found he'd slaughter

So I must seek my vengeance true
For every murdered brother
He'll learn the day I run him through
My father sired another



constructive criticism welcomed

No Man of Woman Born highly recommended.  (Many stories need content notes/warnings, and they have them! Right there in the book! It's so good!)

"His Father's Son" is probably my favorite story, tho many are in strong contention. I read it again every few weeks & have big feelings.