Our Brothers Is Our Problem

Our brother is our problem I told my brothers I love them I knew I was not lying Cos I was born to live And if I must live I must go along in life With my kind Cos iron sharpens iron And that is not a lie So I put my trust on those I love This also is not a crime Or is it ?? Our brother is our problem I use to worry Worry about strangers Before now but Now I changed Cos I see our brothers Turn enemies I wonder why cos They always disagreed In a good quest They no longer believe In unity despite They claim to unity us Yet there action speaks Who they are Our brothers is our problem Our needs are heavy But the answers are easy Yet we are full of needs Cos our own kind are Sitting on what should Be our right Strongly disorganising Our ability to our vision Powerful killing our dignity Always imposing with out Respect We have lost our ground And that is so sad So sad that our problem Are our own Our very own brothers Here you see our problems Are not from strangers No not no more cos now Our brothers is our problem