One of my poems( from "Family, Children, Friends" -section of my poems ).


One of my poems ( from “Family, Children, Friends” -section of my poems ).

Enough – Futile Fighting

I see you again
coffee I bring to you
Not anymore fighting
I’m tired, right or wrong

Can’t choose your relatives
and why should you anyway
These we have
why not help them 

We say we want to help small people
Why not our relatives then 
Why some of us choose worst enemy 
so close to us 

Small things, insignificant things
blocking our way too often
I’m tired, right or wrong 
I choose differently

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