If you hold a gun and I hold a gun,
we can talk about the law—
because power is balanced,
and justice has room to breathe.
If you hold a knife and I hold a knife,
we can talk about rules—
because fear is shared,
and respect becomes necessary.
If you come empty-handed and I come empty-handed,
we can talk about reason—
because dialogue works
when no one feels cornered.
But if you have a gun and I only have a knife,
then truth no longer lives in words.
It lives in your hands,
and mercy becomes a choice, not a principle.
And if you have a gun while I have nothing,
what you hold is no longer just a weapon.
It is my voice.
My rights.
My future.
My life.
This is why history is never written by the peaceful alone,
but by those who understood that power respects power.
This is why people who disarm themselves in the face of aggression
are told later to “be patient” while everything they own is taken.
History has shown this one lesson again and again:
Peace without balance is fragile,
Justice without strength is powerless,
and dialogue without security is Meaningless.
A people that cannot defend their existence
will always be told to be patient
while others decide their fate.
A people who refuse to be erased
must first refuse to be defenseless.