Brother

for the first time,

I see your hurt,
for the first time,

I feel your pain,
for the first time,

I realize just how wrong

I have been;

when you called out,

I did not hear your voice,

when you needed my help,

I turned away,

and for this

I apologize;

I cannot crawl inside

your skin,

I cannot know what it is

you feel,

although we cannot be

brothers in race,

let us try to be brothers

in life;

you must tell me what

you see wrong,

I must tell you what

I see wrong,

and together we must listen,

together we both must change,

together we must go to

the mountaintop,

that we might see the vision,

that we might have the dream,

as glorious and wonderful,

as that of the king.

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