Staring at the sea

Staring at the sea,

the salty blue waters

the waves 2 feet tall

the rocks in the shore

the sand and the crabs

the boats in the port

the sun tanning the bodies

the girls without clothes

the love in the air

the beerbottle emptying

the fish in the net

the day making everyone happy

the muscles in the arms

the plays in the sand

the afternoon without problems

 

I was wondering :

                         how can a man

                                                take arms against his brother ?

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