our brothers and
sisters weep
because we raise our
swords against each other
our words are
bitter, hate-filled,
we don’t know
anymore where to draw the line
we point fingers
when our lives seem meaningless
do we know who is really
to blame?
one thing is
sure: we cannot heal alone
we must become a
team, a group united
not just for
ourselves but ‘round the world
healing, loving,
accepting each other
take my hand and
walk with me, each determined step
rise with me, we can
do this!
step out of the dark
of night, into the light,
and we will truly be
brothers and sisters
