Rise...



(This is a new morning).



Legions of tears fall from your eyes that have swelled shut.



Assassins come armed with the enmity that kills us.



Your sword  drawn for me.



Your cloak  pulled to conceal the truth from my eyes.



The lies  blood on our hands.



Wars waged  is there hope of peace?



I once called you brother.



Though I cannot tell you, I want you to know....



I still care.



This is a new morning, let's let old fires die.



Close your deceitful lips and I will lay down my pride.