Come to my table
and speak of days gone by
before guns and knives
and actions you can’t take back
Come to my table
and speak of a future
of living side by side
and working together
Come to my table
and speak to me
in words I can understand
where forgiveness is an option
Come to my table
and break bread with me
mano y mano
I am the enemy no longer.
Come to my table.
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