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War

By: Castanet

Families left behind

Waiting for loved ones that never return

Those that do

Are never the same as before they left

The dead lay on the battlefield

Blood all around them

Some of it their own

Some of it their comrades'

Some of it the enemy's

Their insides hanging out

Limbs detached from the bodies

Eyes wide open

Clothes torn

In some cases singed

Even less is left of those that were blown apart

Honor has no home here

It never did

At one time dignity could be found during war

In the way they marched

The way they spoke

Never in the way they fought

And never did honor find its place there

War is born of vengeance

War is made from fear

War is made for patriots that think there's no other choice

But those same patriots

Never try to find another way

If the leader does not get his way

He throws a fit

And calls for war

The leader feels no shame

In telling other leaders how to run their countries

What to do with their resources

And how to feel safe

But when he doesn't get his way

He throws a deadly temper tantrum

Like a boy that destroys his toys and others' things when he does not get his way in the candy store

But this temper tantrum takes the lives of innocents and tears families apart

Author's note: This work is neither anti-war nor pro-war.