Reflections of War

Sat, 04/20/2013 - 22:56 -- xcb4398


United States
32° 13' 12.0036" N, 89° 57' 45.648" W

As I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I look right and left.
To find my surroundings sky high of bodies, and I wonder why.
Far off into the distance, I can see it, The Resistance.

Why must we fight, it is stupid.
But then I realize who they are, how ruthless.

I want to live in a world with peace,
Where my people are not brought down to their knees;

Decapitation… something I see every day.

Tow; the sound of a gun crack no longer bothers me.
I have learned to live with it.

I want to see my family again… that will have to wait until the next life.


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