Mystery of War

"I know your race. It is made up of sheep. It is governed by minorities, seldom or never by majorities" ~ from The Mysterious Stranger by Mark Twain

What causes war?
Why does it perpetuate?
Power?  Greed?  Money?  
Man's obsession with lining his pockets,
his valuation of money
above humanity,
above the earth that ultimately supports us?
The separation of the leaders,
those who profit,
and the complicit followers,
from those wielding the physical murder weapons?
Rationalizations?
Does money, which has no heart,
rule leaders and marketers,
who, in turn,
leverage and manipulate
emotions, tribalism, us vs. them?

Click. 

I don't understand it,
but I wonder
if we all share part of
the guilt.

moneywarfree verse

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