Yesterday we were children
People of war,
I was on one side-
slow and misunderstood.
You on the other, wise, insightful...
Mighty
So strong you contradicted yourself.
Yesterday we were children.
It was hell
Then, last night. It was different.
People of Peace,
Compassion, correction, comradeship.
I cheered your victories.
You helped with mine.
We listened and heard
Fought against the world
It was bliss.
I woke up. Or did I?
We are still Children
People of war.
I am still slow
Your still look down so low
Misunderstanding....
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