We stand toe to toe
Me and my bad foe
He wants to beat me up
I want to not get beaten up
His friend stands by the way side
Says he will not join the fight
I stand alone only my pride
hoping that I don’t run in fright
We jostle and hustle
We break apart
I don’t want to fight you
and then depart
Every one said he beat me
but that’s not true
I walked away, a truce
so that I would not have left him black and blue
From this I leaned a lesson
not to trust anyone, not even your brother
now I am older I know better
you can trust, that’s why I write this letter
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