041710m Where Brothers Meet Poem by Manonton Dalan

i felt like home dining on this place
they are my brothers; i’m one of them
we battle same evil, same problems
We joke; we laugh; we wheel and deal
We speak unique language; understanding
Brother in arms achieving peace and harmony

You know when somebody comes to you
he/she needs a relief; offer it with open arms
same as when you needed one, they come
it’s unspoken language that in generation
shouldered every aspects of success; failure
as well; unique breeds of mighty seafarers