'Brother In Bond' Poem by Essambeh Ebai Essambeh

We don't milk them from blood vessels, as the case might be,
Stranger now, brother, it's funny how the paradigm shifts.
Born in adversity from the altar call to service,
How can I call you a brother again after all your service?
'Blood for blood thicker than all,
Water with love is better than all.
Two fists shake hands, the servitude to brotherhood,
a brother born in bond, a flower that always blooms.