The Enemy Isn'T Human

Whom I fight against, is no longer human,
for their heart is no longer there.
Believing in such hate and ignorance,
embodied with anger, that they, no longer care.

Imposing such horror and blood shed, 
of those, who done nothing , to ever, be justified. 
Using  whatever means, to distort the truth,
so to themselves, wouldn’t seem, as if ,they lied.

For they're not one, to take responsibility,
for their lives,  blaming, all in return.
If the world doesn’t conform, to their ways,
in hell, all nonbelievers, will then burn.

The death toll, comes in, massive amounts,
with many lives becoming, truly effected.
Like others, I couldn’t  stand idle by, 
so as a soldier, I then, became erected. 

So despite, their physical appearance,
as human, to me, they no longer exist.
Because I am a soldier, I’m abide by rules,
however I would kill, if they, attack or resist.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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