War Machine

In a time of deep sorrow and loss

In a world gone mad

From a place of rage

Avenging heralds land

And lay to waste 

Several sons of man

I read

I see 

I watch

And silently behold

The carnage

The blood

And gore 

Not much difference do I see now

In what I once called 

Friend and foe

Each blind in the face of righteous might

Calls the other dog and snake and filth

And screams for blood and death

My heart is heavy

As I note

They act and talk and look the same

Dehumanize the other

My heart is heavy

My soul weary

And yet I can't be silent

And so I'll scream it with every last breath

IF WE ALL DEHUMANIZE

THERE WONT BE ANY HUMANS LEFT!

Yes the victim was a human

And the killer human too!

Yes the victim had a mother

And the murderer too...

There always is a ripple effect 

For both victim 

And perpetrator

Kill one

And humanity dies

Kill yet another and humanity dies

Killing can't bring them back!

Killing leads to only more killing

WHERE is the sense in that?

I was already grieving 

When the children died

And I'm sorry to offend 

But I really can not celebrate 

When their killer is dead

For...

I see no celebration 

In ANY kind of life unnaturally taken

Since I cannot dole out life

I dare not dole out death!

Some jobs are mine 

On this earth

But life and death...

I cannot pretend to interpret 

Were mine to give and take

I am not

And never will be

A part of this war machine