Is this why we are ripping-
Each other limb from limb
So, primal instincts live again.
Can we not be brothers in arms?
Fight the good fight, sing our psalms
However different we must look.
Let us have discourse
And work out our problems
Friendship has got many spinoffs.
The God in our bibles he’s the same
At least let us build bridges
Take solace in the same golden shade.
I’ll openly tell you now-
Before weapons are even, drawn
I have sworn not to kill you.
I have sworn not to betray you,
Sworn, not to hurt a hair on your head
Only to love, you, until I’m quite dead.
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