A little more human

I sat with my brother at the dinning table;" When you got more than you need, you usually make a pact with a devil for more" My brother didnt say anything he still chewed on that chicken bone hoping there was a little more meat on it. "They defend the ideals of abundance to live as monsters among humans and then defend it calling it the natural law ". My brother laid the chicken bone on the plate;" Could you give me another bone" I handed him the chicken bones, not sure if he listened. "Do you see how power corrupts even the strongest soul, knowledge that gives you the sense of playing God, if you cant wield it, it will destroy you" My brother finally replied;" Maybe its the cursed blood that flows within our veines that makes us, a little more human"