Reconcile Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

Reconcile

How I hate laughing at a fallen in blood
Sword in heart

How I hate questioning loud and proud
A hunter in trap

How I hate feeling strong at weakness
Of the one in fear

But there are occasions, times to show
Force, logic, stand up

Even then I do best to come up in halo
A high seek for the low

It is said covered men killed; then fled
What is shown is guesses

You stand with cannon, gun and sword
You're talking eye closed

You went first for looting, robbed; stole
You plowed; killing hopes

Hate grew branches in poison, and result
It what killed; turned ruin

I am not enemy; not teacher, don't train
I'm bridge; begging-quest

They have killed a few and fled
You killed them in many; in thousands
You claimed you were right but were wrong
Once again you claim they're devils, you are right
You were safe in their hands that is why you are alive
You proved your being brutal when they are in your palm.
It is time, time has come, it is time, show kindness; reconcile.