Greed, resources, and the failure to listen,
and the failure to understand, because war is ambivalent,
and it has such contempt of man,
and such is war, because in how many brutal ways,
does it throw humanity to the floor,
and people scream and scream and beg for peace,
but are slaughtered mercilessly, and endlessly,
and in its sickness, humanity stupidly does not learn,
does not learn from the slaughter that has gone before,
slaughter that has devoured all with bullets and bombs,
ripping limbs from bodies,
leaving countries in ruins,
with buildings once beautiful now an eyesore,
and so many wars are needless and pointless,
and I would rather be leaderless,
leaderless than dragged to my grave,
for barely any reason at all, but, for a good cause,
I would still, put my life on the line,
and possibly lay in a foreign field forevermore.
Oh, such is war,
for it messes you up and installs horrors in you,
horrors in you,
that you wish that you had never seen before,
and war it leaves you surrounded by corpses,
and with less friends to talk to than before,
and people are killed in such sadistic ways,
and you die and you rot away,
and when you look at it,
war is rarely worth fighting for at all,
and never truly will be, I am sure.
