You bleed just like me.
The crops from which you feed
Began as a seed,
You wed the one you love
Shed tears for those who’ve gone
Your offsprings spring from your loins,
You nurture their growth:
Hatred is what you fill their heart and soul.
You bleed just like I
Though your tongue speaks different from mine;
Your skin is black, same as mine
So why do you despise me so bad
Simply because we come from separate tribes?