Desperate to preserve our turfs,
We pull the string in opposite ways,
I in favour of tradition, you against.
My morality fails to convince,
Your defiance seems suicidal,
My decision you cannot accept,
Your wish I cannot grant.
I feel helpless as the gulf widens,
The drift is so silent yet so fast,
The future is far from promising,
The bond seems ready to snap.
Let us leave logic aside,
Let emotions prevail and decide,
Let us each concede a bit
Let us walk side by side,
If not together….