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You Are My Brother
You are my brothers – I am your sons, Given and of the gene as one, Time, distances endless are we, Spirit, mind, body, all three, Brothers yet to be, what can I do for thee? What weighs heavy on my path? Brothers of the past, what have you done to me? As you were, you are now in me, Strengths are many, weaknesses’ few, Paranoia fell by the way for me, Its ugliness born what is yet to be. You are my brothers; I am your sons, Distance cannot keep us from being one, Brothers that were and yet to come, Brothers gave what is strong, Eyes that see, glazed as they are, Eyes that view our thoughts see me, Touch me, a vapor strength possessed, Know our light as our light knows you, Peace misunderstood, the lightness views, Brothers fear the word, the sickness embraced I will not touch or taste, Impressed not to care, The ugly sickness must be there. What we want for you is what we want for me, Brothers of the past, Brothers now and yet to be, Peace is given, peace embraced, hate far removed, Brothers heed our words, as torment is not for thee.
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