Poems

I Am I

They call me communist
They call me capitalist
They call me nationalist
And I am just a human being,
Why is that not enough?
 
Countries set themselves on fire
(While) mothers (are) mourning, crying
many children being hurt/being in pain/suffering
with/and all the words that we use
            to kill each other and destroy
 
(Oh) you, river,
We are standing on your side/bank
tears dropping on us
            getting mixed in your heart.