Two Sides

This poem is dedicated to all "freedom fighters" suffering untold woes in political prisons. Used and abused, made to suffer agony for having spoken against the oppressive forces, be it the government or the local hoodlum.

The tyrants are by nature weak, and will use their strength to silence your voice. But you must remain strong; for one day the drums of reckoning'll beat to your song.

"Imagining Argentina", a film on the innocent Argentinian people's struggle with dictatorship that lasted from 1976 to 1983 and accounted for 30,000 people missing inspired the pen to write this. In memoriam...

What am i for you? a helpless victim, or a dreaded foe
What am i for you? You may never tell & i may never know

What brought us here, situation or circumstance
Or, are we merely the product of chance?
Bound we are together by Fate,
I am by force, you are by Hate

Are we so different, two sides of a coin?
Eternally opposed, never to see a join...?
What'd i ask for? All i did ask for was the truth
Never mind what i got, i now see your lack of ruth

You have your duty, and i have mine
You'll blot my light, yet i shall still seek shine
You can be just, you can be stern yet kind
You too are someone's beloved, please keep in mind

You'd rather i suffer in silence, i'd rather you hear my scream
Night after night, hear my pain in a fever dream
Your time's forever, or so it may seem
Yet every dark cloud, has a silver beam

Someday i shall be free, someday i shall sing
Then my friend, you must take to wing
Lest fall into the hands o'those,
more than eager to teach you a thing

Remember this, remember this oppressor o'mine
For eight days of my suffering, the ninth day shall be thine...