My brother esau

My brother Esau killed a hunter Back in 1969 And before the killing was done, His inheritance was mine. But his birthright was a wand to wave Before a weary band. Esau gave me sleeplessness And a piece of moral land. My father favored Esau, Who was eager to obey All the bloody wild commandments The Old Man shot his way. But all this favor ended When my brother failed at war. He staggered home And found me in the door.