Heir Poem by Aram Stefanian

Why erect borders between our worlds?
Why get into a fight about the property?
A war of extermination is for the birds
It's dangerous when our minds are at puberty

You got freedom of choice to live where you will
Both you, and me are the rightful owners on earth
A new commander might be a real buzz-kill
Causing slavish misery, depriving us of mirth

The Roman empire is replaced by an arid veldt
Its aspirations have vanished into thin air
The arms race is gonna hit us below the belt
If we keep arguing over the ultimate heir