I cannot slay you

I cannot slay you, for the blood you shed is mine.

I cannot spare you, for the leader you serve is against mine.

I cannot slay you, for a mother's love once gave us life.

I cannot spare you, for my commander would end us both with his sharp knife.

Can I still be your brother in the afterlife?

When our ghostly souls are free from strife,

And when we atone for the killings that stain our past.

Yesterday, I retrieved your remains from the filthy mire.

To set you on fire, so the maggots no longer alight.