Once I had an argument with one of my Pakistani friend about Kashmir. He was arguing that free Kashmir will resolve all the issues between India and Pakistan. It was just a healthy discussion and he did not mean it, but it made me think and following is its result..
They were like brothers, like a family. Together they shared their joy, And together they shared their sorrow. They ate food grown from the same land, They drank water from the same river, And its the same air that flowed through their bodies. Yet a time came when they became bitter enemies. They became thirsty for each others blood, They became hungry for each others flesh, And the air was filled with stench of death. (Together) They found a reason to kill each other, When they could have found a reason to live together. Is it the greed, or hunger for power, That turns human into a beast. They blindly (believed in) followed the power craving leaders, They beheaded the men who were like brothers, Molested the women who were like sisters, And killed the children who doesn't know their religion. (which religion they are.) I wonder which religion permits to kill others, yet they killed in the name of religion and for the sake of heavens. They turned their lands into living hell, And funneled their hatred to next generations. They only told the things that have been done to them, But they never told the things that they have done. I wish they could have thought by themselves, And listened to their hearts, rather than to their leaders, That killing is never a solution for anything. We would have been living like brothers and as a family, And our land would have been a heaven. yet, its never too late ,by forgetting to our past and listening to our heart.