No Men Are Foreign

This poem is
about all men being brothers -- that all people are essentially the same.

First stanza:

• All people are the same beneath their
  uniforms/clothes.
• All walk on the same kind of land and will all be buried
  in it.
• All are fed by the harvest and the harvests are ruined by
  war

Second stanza:

• Our hands are
  the same and we all do the same work.
• They sleep and wake as we
  do.
• Love is strong enough to conquer all people -- all people are the
  same

Third stanza:

• When we are told
  to hate others, it's ourselves we are hating.

Fourth
stanza:

• When we fight each other, we are defiling the earth we all
  live on and the air we all breathe.

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