We are Two Brothers
We are Two Brothers By H. L. Haywood Give me your hand; You are rich; I am poor; Your wealth is your power, and by it you tread A wide open path; where for me is a door That is locked; and before it are worry and dread. We are sundered, are we, As two men can be But we are two brothers in Freemasonry So give me your hand. Give me your hand; You are great; I'm unknown; You travel with a permanent fame; I go on a way unlauded, alone, With hardly a...