Stalemate

We stand not five metres apart The light flickers, then stops, then starts! We stand assessing how this ends? Heart beat thuds, pulse quickens For a moment we see past the hate For a moment this is more than a stalemate! Enemies are supposed to fight But through the eyes of the people we are we see tonight Not soldiers, not killers, not slaves! We don't have to end it this way I'll lower my gun and walk away If you agree that you'd like to see another day? We don't speak the same language, no words pass between us But somehow both understand That we are too young to die tonight for the plans of fools, for the hate of men.