You bleed red
So do I
We all bleed the same blood
Just at different times
And different quantities
With different genes and qualities
But it’s all red
We are part of each other when we wake up
We are brothers and sisters as we come into touch
So treat others wounds as if they were yours
As if there were your daughters or sons
Crying for help
Even if they don’t cry
It never hurts to hold someones hands
Help them cross the road of life
Taylor
A little poem about how we should all have love for each other, we will fight, and there will be times where people annoy or upset you, but we are all connected by blood. We must love one another to get through tragedies, and to get through life
