EVERYBODY’S BROTHER

There’s always a bridge located

whenever people need to be over there;

two lands joined by steel arms

where rust appears clean when it rains.

 

It’s a way in or out.  A place where ships

can pass under; their silence is like a

fighter looking for an opening.

 

The bridge supports the sides equally.

There is no preference for beauty or who

is stronger or more attractive.

 

Unquestionably we need them.  Thinking

little of the necessity while accepting the

convenience through entitlement.

 

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