Through my Crosshairs
by Andrew Freeman
Through my crosshairs, then I see,
the need for more humanity.
He is my brother, and I am his,
we fight, I’m not sure why this is.
He has his thing and I have mine,
where we derailed I cannot find.
I wish we could stop this war we wage,
and end with all this useless rage.
He has his faults, as do I,
but this is not an alibi.
I hope someday, we’ll find an end,
to all the suffering and learn to bend.
Through my crosshairs I hope to discover,
peace from a war, and solution uncover.