Brotha can we talk?

No fists, no knives, no guns and no baseball bats

There is a time and a place for physical combat

But the youth need to see

How level headed adults negotiate

We must unify like flocks of birds

Taken to the baby blue sky

There can be no pride in just getting by

Love always, Esha ❤

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