we lived together
ate together
but hate each other
i respect your father
we shared our mother
but we hate each other
you are half of my blood
that is what make me sad
we still hate each other
you are my brother
the son of my mother
but we hate each other
we cant go like that
well be more apart
let us forget our past
well nice poem...Irey and we all have red blood so there is no half to anything....forget..the half....u r brothers and u r a family....Greatly done...thanx for sharin
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Half brothers, hate is love itself, the more you hate, the more you you begin to love. Keep writing as we need more writers,