My brother can't you see?
That you are hurting me
Though you slapped my cheek
I will offer the other one so meek
The Truth you tried to wrestle with
For greatness you tried to bid
With blind reasonings you toy around
How can you say peace you have found
Peace that you find elusive
You will know once God you forgive
Don't blame Him for your misfortune
For you have to go through the tune
Songs have to go through rhythms and rhymes
As different bells rings different chimes
Come rest your weary mind on my words
With truth you will be soothed with angel's chords
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