it is by the blood we share
in our suffering,
that we remember we're brothers.
it is this same blood,
that we must drink and be set free.
there is no victory nor salvation
that is personal...
redemption comes only to all!
A fantastic poem, we have a lot more of our blood to spill yet.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
the unity of brotherhood is well expressed! Good!