Brotherhood Poem by Muyark Olamilekan Hlestakolve

Things fall apart when centre can not cope
What is the centre?
Brotherhood it is
Their is nothing good as brotherhood
As their is nothing worse as conflict
Brotherhood could be traced as love
For a state of collaborating with others is brotherhood
A brother is a lover
And a lover is a drunkard
Hey! My folks
The brother here is not about your elder or younger ones
Also, it might not be your blood ties
But a life companion
So brotherhood is the centre of love
Try to be in it.