it is not the blood
that makes us brothers
it is this common bond
that binds us
everyday in everyone
eating and laughing and praying
we're here, you're here
all with care and compassion
this earth as everyone's home
nothing to own but everything
to spare and share
love trickles like rain
to the bold and bald alike
the hearts of children
in the minds of all men.
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