I had an uneasy feeling,
When I saw that meeting.
Two men staring face to face,
signs of emotion there was not a trace.
Each argued his case, weak and strong,
Both were convinced the other was wrong.
The first one said, ‘Please justify your bomb
that killed the innocent, both old and young.’
The second one spoke, ‘Freedom is worth fighting for,
those people were unlucky, casualties of war.’
The two men debated all night and all day,
taking no heed of what the other had to say.
Then I saw the reason why things were so strange,
two men stubborn, opinions that would never change.
Eye eying eye, two men became one.
Speaking with a single voice, mirrored in unison.
Still may need some work doing to it. Another old one I have revitalized for PoetrySoup.