Night Folktale

Its time to tell the truth untold, why do we have to fight? must we shed blood? ever wondered why able bodied men go to war,and come back half, or even dead, the pity of war, the pity of war distilled i was sworn in to handle the situation am in the perfect position? though courage was mine, and i had mystery wisdom was mine, and i had mastery days strolled, weeks jogged, months passed, years flew, finally it ended yes!!! the war ended oh no!!! i was attacked i parried but i couldn't and i lost when will this war end??? Now Let Us Sleep