The Things We Dance Around

I don’t have anything with which to hurt you

I only have questions

My brother André tells me that I might not even

understand you because we do not share values

and perhaps that is okay

I do things because I want to spread real love

and you talk trash, provoke and bully 

I used to be caught up in that

but now I know there is no hiding

not with money or with guns, neither will work

and you profit, live off both

I can only hurt you with my love

because while I am busy working, sowing, gifting

your hate will be smothered by my success. 

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