Yes We Are Brothers Poem by RIC BASTASA

YES WE are brothers
we come from one gene from one
body and we are born in the same house
where we all live
we admit our umbilical cords were tied
on the same beam of the old house
where papa and mama died

time is unforgiving and strange feelings
are giving us miles and miles of mountains of
series of distances of hills where we can no longer see each other eye to eye
with honesty
and longing

yes we are brothers but like the rest of the brothers of the world
our worlds are torn apart
ripped by our very own hands
and we have become rugs and tiny pieces of papers
shred and thrown away from shut windows of our
sinking worlds

yes we are brothers by blood
but in spirit no more

now we are strangers not knowing anymore our real names
not able to trace our roots

somehow we end this strife
by closing our separate doors
our hands are knives
our minds explosives