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The Greatest Battle

We fought and killed many; bombed innocent humanity. We fought world wars two. The battlefields are not new. Tigers kill to satisfy hunger. Humans have reasons other. Men have a hunger of lust to convert other to the dust and to rule and to dominate; we can inflict terror ultimate. Endowed is glory very rare to the brave, mighty soldier. But true soldier isn't the one, who can coldly kill a human. The true battlefield is within. There a true warrior can win. The foes within are mighty: Mightier than greatest army. Lust, hatred, jealousy, anger attack in the great war inner. As intense as great intensity of bombardment too mighty is the terrible attack of lust. It gives an insatiable thirst. The heat of a bombardment in a man's hatred is present. Enviousness: deadliest foe hits before one can know. It is like blitz very sudden and destroys compassion. Intense like force of missile is anger: the foe most vile. There is only one arm rare that can save in war inner. It is that weapon of faith for God, the soul ultimate. With that weapon supreme mankind can battle within and defeat causes deadly that leads to war, animosity. When hatred, lust and envy are defeated by man, totally then outer war won't occur harmony will stay forever.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2008




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