What is war?
What is war?
Truly what is war but an endless argument filled with lies and deceit full of prisoners of war and hate beyond belief.
What is war but two parents who disagree and wish nothing more than the best for their family.
War is a crime it steals the innocence and joys of children who don’t get the chance at life and thrills as well it killing the simple joys of life,and I don’t mean money or jobs I mean truly seeing the world for all its light.
The happiness they feel a fleeting moment of peace makes you wonder what has happened to humanity.
We try to control others
thinking it’s for the best
because some people supposedly don’t know how to put themselves at rest.
Well it makes you wonder if they would rather die a free man than live a conservative life.
I truly do believe that anyone would rather die free and fight for their beliefs than lay down a dying sheep.
So the next time you ask what is war remember it’s a constant cry for hope and love not just with others but with our souls deep inside
The wars we wager on and are forced to pick sides eventually all end up disappearing as a moment lost in time.
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