To My Brother

Living within the confines of hate Must be a lonely life There's a fine line, Cross over. Love will open up a whole new world. A world filled with diversity A world of good feelings. Opportunities to do things You've never done before: Like being free Of prejudices and being out of control Free to love and be loved. For how can you love Or be loved When hate is the thing Controlling you, eating you alive? Keeping you from being the person You can be, holding you down. There's a fine line, Cross over...