Woke from a dream of betrayal I was bleeding Hardly unexpected, this, but inconvienient nevertheless I'm still in dream's shadow. The elder brother I do not have has taken two new women. They are unsuitable, I say. Their blood would not mix safely with ours. His smile is dismissive, but they do not forget. I am not so highly placed that I can afford enemies Even my brother's concubines. When I wake I am bleeding. Bleeding, and I still see the shadow of their faces. He says, it was only a dream. Only a dream, and you have no elder brother. The only brother you have is much younger, and far away besides. Still I can hear the words I spoke in warning The laughing denial in my brother's voice The narrow plotting eyes of his women My search for a hiding place. When I wake I am bleeding.