We know a lot about differences
In this world of blood and ties.
We are given to Ethnic preferences
Segregation and racial lies.
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I can recognise you through the bars.
For you love the pen
Like me more than jazz.
You can design words for all men.
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They say you are a writer
We belong to the same brainial race.
Though you think you ain't such a thinker
You have my mind's face.
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If you can do a musical duet
We ain't enemies brother.
But if you are a poet
You are indeed my brother.