Two Gather
Together, nothing seems so hard.
And more than, we become. Together, I see a happy home, but sometimes when am alone I picture home, of where two or many see the joy of living, together. This canes my ass on why am isolated & others are living together. And forever we all can live to see for it is love & not hate that conceives unity.
Together I see our individual strength in a solid & compact match, we want and we attain coz together we can make it.
Together we were meant to be. Now we enjoy killing each other yet followers of Christ we are on our way. Together, no one stands my way coz living as brothers adds more to my individual power, I become strong. You see, am obsessed with we people & there I receive my blessing for we mingle & happily we live together.
poem by Jim Opiyo
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