Rejoicing a victory with loud cheers,
Do you realise the cost that others have paid?
Those nameless and faceless victims,
Would you care to remember their names? Or ask about their once dreams?
These made up boundaries of made up countries,
Leave ugly incisions across the canvas of humanity.
You learn to hate countless people you have never met.
And the grand castles of pride are built on this indoctrination,
Invisible to the emaciated, who dare ask, ‘What’s in it for us?’
Safe and sound in swanky cities,
Do you ever wonder what those frontline soldiers think?
In a chance casual interaction, across the barbed fences;
What if, one day, they discover love or friendship that shatters these imaginary walls that keep us within.