Here's a poem I wrote the other day, and posted on Timeo . Maxime Timeo

Battle of the Sexes,
	Battle against whites,
		Battle of religions,
			Bombings over night.
Battle of the Races,
	Battle against you,
		Battling your dominance,
			Battling your view.
Living with unwanted waste,
	Taking all your cr*p,
		Putting up with ten times more,
			and trying not to crack.
We never asked for new TVs,
	or western social views,
		the violence and the fighting,
			or propaganda news.
We simply want the freedom
	and peace of times gone by,
		the lives of those around us,
			we do not want to die.
Our lives will never be the same,
	our cheeks are scarred with tears,
		from living scared and worried,
			no sleep for twenty years.