A few seconds...
Two hands in the air, one black, one white
Approaching eachother through dissolving smoke
Cautiously creeping towards eachother
in new hope, a light not seen before
As the soound of roaring guns fades
fingers carefully touch and curve
entangling two worlds together
in a new found unity to build and evolve
Two hands wiping out darkness and destruction
Two hands joining in peace and harmony
All it will take is a shaking of hands
all it will cost is a few seconds of time
© Froststorm July 2005