Brothers
where are your voices
as fist pound rhythms
to the drums of their flesh?
Brothers
where are your ears
as voices cry out for empathy
and understanding?
Brothers
where are your hands
when we need to build something new?
are they pounding terrible rhythms
to the drums of their flesh?
are they covering your ears
to make you deaf?
are your hands
silencing others?
Oh...
brother...
where...
art...
thou?
where are your voices
as fist pound rhythms
to the drums of their flesh?
Brothers
where are your ears
as voices cry out for empathy
and understanding?
Brothers
where are your hands
when we need to build something new?
are they pounding terrible rhythms
to the drums of their flesh?
are they covering your ears
to make you deaf?
are your hands
silencing others?
Oh...
brother...
where...
art...
thou?
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