Free People Are Brothers
Tyranny melts away trust.
Invasions plague peace.
Wars destroy civilizations.
Coups ignite battles.
How can we call ourselves brothers
if we smell gun, gunpowder and blood
everywhere around us?
Let's cease tyranny, invasions, wars,
and coups, so that we have the audacity
to call each other brothers....
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