Six Letters
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The wings of the chopper beat steadily, increasing adrenaline
As the heroic troops creep stealthily, gunshots are fired and
Its as if each step taken is a step closer to danger.
What started this war? Religion? Race? Hatred.
Those six simple letters. H. A. T. R. E. D. Hatred. Pure hatred.
In this cruel world, peace seems impossible . . .
Boom! A cannon is fired—people fall dead.
Their bodies lift towards the heavens, then dragged down to join Hades.
The war cries become more determined. This is survival of the fittest.
Due to hatred, the fight continues. Hatred. Six letters. Hatred.
Just as there appears to be no hope left in the world,
That there is no hope of resolution,
No sign of an ending . . . The monster grows weak.
A flag has fallen. There is a victory.
But there is no true victory—people died for others’ hatred.
These troops had clawed at one another like wild cats,
A reminder that this is wild territory.
War is the wild. The battlefield is the wild.
People mourn the losses of the individuals because of
Those six simple letters. H. A. T. R. E. D. Hatred. Pure hatred.
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RebeccaYSPerez
Thank you so muchf for writing this people. I know so many people and so many families that are being torn apart because they are witnessing their loved ones going into war, witnessing the things they adore beign destroyed by the simple emotions as hatred. Bringing light to what it does may not change it all, but it is a step in the right direction. thank you so much for sharing this with everyone.
Becca.