He insulted you,
He does not even know you.
I wanted to kill him,
I had never met him,
Yet I still wanted him to die.

He did not know you,
He had no right to diss you.
I do not know him,
I have no right to want to kill him.
Or do I?

Is avenging something ok
When you yourself make the same mistake?
Or are you becoming the hunted,
Of another hunter like yourself?
Will our humanity prevail?

I struggle with myself,
He should not have dissed you.
But that does not make it right to hate him.
My mind prevails over the urge to hate.
But what if its already too late?

What if my thoughts alone have killed him?
Made him exist only in the world's past?
Is it still ok because I stopped,
Or am I hunted even as I speak these words?
Will I stay alive?

Will I survive this hate,
Will I make myself see the light?
What If I cannot?
What if I bond another to my fate?
Make him desire to avenge my hate though he does not have the right.

What is right?
For what we know right is varying.
A robber thinks it is right to steal the well earned money of others.
A cop thinks it right to kill someone to save others.
A fighter thinks its right to fight for your beliefs.

Out of all of us,
Doesn't fighter think the best?
Fight for what you think is right,
Not what the world tells you is right.
Think for yourself.

Think for yourself,
The world needs heroes.
And if a hero thought like the world,
He would cower among the others,
Let another deal the justice.

I fight for what is right,
Not right to the world,
Or my parents,
Or the nation's leaders.
I fight for what is right to me.

That is all that matters in the end.
I am a fighter.
I believe in what I do.
I am a fighter,
Are you?

 
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