Strangers and Hero's

Strangers, not knowing, blank faces showing, any culture, religion or race, life from another human space. Also families at home sharing, killing one another without caring, in another situation a friend be, now, ha ha, you a corpse I see. Man made instructions, never understood destruction's, questions on lips, of why, answers on lips we cry. Fallen hero's and friends, on both sides defends, hatred, anger, and pain, spread across paths, no gain. Tears and blood all the same, flesh ripped apart who’s to blame, but loss, hurt, all remain inhumane, Blood in and Blood out, all in fame. One last lead in your head, not the last to have bled, home again, ever so proud, no shame but heads in the cloud. No win but loss forever, home again so what, whatever, till next time my brother, from another ex-mother. Pat us on the back..................... We are proudly made heroes? 09/12/2016