34.      MIGHT

When you cut me I bleed,
When you hurt me I cry.
When you call me I listen
And when you need me I was there.

If we have so much in common
Why worry of a deep difference?
If we could prove to be friends
Why seek so hard for an enemy?

Your children are born, so are mine.
They go to school, so does mine
And when they need a hand they found mine.
And if there is hunger they can eat with mine.
Why is it so dear my different friend
That we hunt the little things in Man,
Why is it so ice cold and grey?
Call of the hunt and take my hand.