Kinship

There is no race

In the home that is our Mother’s

We, Sisters and Brothers

Bring a smile to her face

For a love we can’t replace

That love for one another

For in the home that is our Mother’s

There is no race

From the Earth we are born

As our skin clearly shows

In birth we are the same

Yet we siblings have now torn

So is Níðhöggr; Seeds of hate grow

In the end, are we to blame?