When I fight for my rights, <br />I call myself as a patriot, <br />When you fight for your rights, <br />I call you as a terrorist. <br /> <br />When I kill thousands, <br />With the push of a button, <br />Traveling in the ported armors, <br />I am on a mission with full protective gear. <br /> <br />When you are the weapon, <br />You have nothing but irritation, <br />On the system that annihilates and refuses, <br />You are a terror, sacrificing your breath. <br /> <br />Our beliefs separate us, <br />For me to be the police, <br />And you to be the thief, <br />Let us play hide and seek. <br /> <br />This game will never end, <br />The weapon factories will starve, <br />We need the battle ground, <br />The ethnic groups are in clash. <br /> <br />Let us have the round table conference, <br />Where I shall speak what you think, <br />Georges wanted the head counts, <br />Clinton sought the peace and entertainment, <br />The share holders have waited for the interest, <br />The war between us will never cease to end, <br />Previously it was the land, now it is the fuel, <br />In future we don’t know what we need, <br />But I know the war between us will not end.<br /><br />veeraiyah subbulakshmi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/an-enemy-or-a-friend/
