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Like sisters

By: Lauren Jernberg

Like sisters we meet again,

The wind the silence between us

In front of us lays our domain

The sun is teasing with its lights best.

The sun retreats from the sky

And lets the clouds take back what was theirs.

I fight for what is mine

You just keep saying prayers.

Others fight for us below.

They all wish they could go home.

Soon they will all know

Who will win this fight for Rome.

A sister’s feud is nothing sweet

It’s more like a fiery sea.

It’s no cotton candy treat

It’s more annoying than a flea.

When it’s over it is the best,

But who will clean up the mess?

We are all happy for what comes next,

Because we aren’t involved for that test.

Like Brothers We Meet

By: George Moses Horton

Like heart-loving brothers we meet,

    And still the loud thunders of strife,

The blaze of fraternity kindles most sweet,

    There's nothing more pleasing in life.

The black cloud of faction retreats,

    The poor is no longer depressed,

See those once discarded resuming their seats,

    The lost strangers soon will find rest.

The soldier no longer shall roam,

    But soon shall land safely ashore,

Each soon will arrive at his own native home,

    And struggle in warfare no more.

The union of brothers is sweet,

    Whose wives and children do come,

Their sons and fair daughters with pleasure they greet,

    When long absent fathers come home.

They never shall languish again,

    Nor discord their union shall break,

When brothers no longer lament and complain,

    Hence never each other forsake.

Hang closely together like friends,

    By peace killing foes never driven,

The storm of commotion eternally ends,

    And earth will soon turn into Heaven.