Who is right?
I am,
Me too, I'm right!
Who is wrong?
Not me. Me neither.
I'm not wrong.
Our common ground

Is there a middle,
where we can meet,
see eye to eye?
A quiet place,
a place of peace.
A small strip of…
common ground?

Death, we have that.
Despair, we have that.
Loathing, we have that.
Mistrust, we have that.
Grief, we have that.
This we share,
our common ground.

Lay down your arms, you say.
Lay down your arms, I say.
Is there hope, I say.
There must be, you say.
Do you feel my fear?
I know your fear as my own,
our common ground.