'Fight, fight, fight! ' They all chant in unison
The hallway has been turned into a boxing ring
Where all weapons are good weapons
And everyone is too afraid or too enthralled to ring the bell to end it all
Just seconds ago it was only brothers jesting with each other
Know it's brothers fighting against each others
Brothers choosing sides
Brothers hating each other
Where's there was friendship and even love
Its nothing but the will to hurt
Even the will to kill
If they can
It saddens me
It sickens me
Where is the love
Where is the brotherhood
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem