Brother come take my hand,
it doesn't mean we can't be friends,
because we have different beliefs,
and live in different lands.
I know that we both believe,
that we are right,
but that's no reason,
for us to face each other, and fight.
My blood when it spills,
Hey.
Awesome poems.
They got a real good vibe.
Keep it bro'.
Racina, fellow kiwi
i love your poems very much