My brothers, my sisters

Why do we judge? Why do we hurt? Why do we fight?

My brothers, my sisters

Why do we frown? Why do we groan?  Why do we hate?

My brothers, My sisters

I do not judge you, why do you judge me? She does not hurt you, why do you hurt she? He does not fight you, why do you fight he?

I dream of a time where violence is not the way

I dream of a time when all children can play

I dream of a time when all people relate

I dream of a time where we can look back in shame

I dream of a time where we can all say

My brothers, My sisters

How are you today? How do you feel today? How did you help today?

My brothers, My sisters