Tag: we are all brothers

We sit on top of our house on the hill,
Turning our gaze over the salty sea,
Knowing the time is ripe for them to kill
From a grudge longer than this century.
They use their accusing fingers to point;
They use their clenched fists to thump on their pride,
And their many martyrs, they will anoint
Their reasons for why the others have died.
They use their platform in order to shout
Their grievances they have from the others,
And never trying to give pause about
How in the end they are all still brothers.
You will find that when you fight to the end,
Neither of the sides will actually win.