Unfavorable War

Local word mixer. Risky job pays big money, a days pay with us for a month alone. Increasing tension, a no show. We go to his abode. A massacre we did find. Blood ankle deep. Mother, brother, father, son, and daughter. One and all taken. Fourteen is the total. All without heads, twisted, tangled torsos, lying about, here and there. Scattered without care. Tears from the tough, when the little one was found. Out the back, dark, unblinking eyes stare. Buzzing flies, a deafening noise. Each and every one, head on a stick. Why this craziness? All to create fear. Entire family, no more, taken without pride. I shed many a tear. How much I hate, can we create. Does life negate? No price is too high, scenes of panic and torture, burned in my mine. Singed on my soul. An unfavorable war.