This moment is a metaphor;
this metaphor is a war;
this war is a machinery of strife;
its victims are those who sold terror;
its victims are those who saw
their brothers buying this terror.
Its victims are those who are innocent,
those who won’t know
why this adrenaline of hatred gushes
in bloodstreams more violently
than waters of Niagra Falls.
Its victims are those who have to live
the death of their lovers;
its victims are those who have to live
the death of their younger ones.
This moment is a metaphor;
this metaphor is a war;
this war is a spread of hatred
in the name of love.
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