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A Soldier S Tale

Trust on the basis of truth: endless war, it’s a tragedy, a great destruction of humanity; It’s suffused with blood, pain and mortality, a case for the rest of the whole entire history. While many who go to war are pretty young, distinctions between human culture and God’s make a great difference on the basis of violence, a negation of the bible, the opposite of interactions. Thousands of lay people have died in revolutions, thousands of soldiers too have been killed in war; it’s like a helpless nightmare that one can’t forget, to leaf through the chapters of their bloody defeat. The reality is evidently a downfall of this country, It’s hard to see how America has failed in this category; unreasonably riled up about terrorists’ attacks that knocked down the mighty powers unguardedly. This is the age that boasts science and technology, this is the time that revenge validates its own reply; It’s witnessed with fear and catalogue of disasters, that run through the pages of history and culture. Stained with the blood of these poor, young soldiers, like blood of the martyrs who became a spectacle; It’s a reminder that we devote ourselves to prayer a continuing prayer, a deep supplication to our Lord. Prognosticators of doomsday like those of wars, have captured media networks in all nations, Headlines frequently of late scream and stumble, because of endless fights, bombings and killings. Overwhelmed by the mountains of complaints, criticisms, and recommendations to halt the disaster, war in Iraq that has plagued the global continents like fire and sulfur that rained down in the times of Lot.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2012




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