If looks could kill,
I wish soldiers blind.
I wish for our flag
To shield their eyes from everything they’re fighting for.
It’s not the battle we should be afraid of, but the reason for the fight.
I wish not for our rolling hills or a golden horizon;
I wish them on someone else:
Does our moon take sides?
It shows its beauty to everyone who can see
And sheds its array on the darkness that needs light.
Why must we see nature’s pain, when it’s so easy to see its beauty?
Metal was not given to kill others;
Charcoal is not around to make fire that destroys;
Metal was made to hold a bed up for a dying child;
Charcoal was made to heat a starving person’s home.
You can see the crosses of every soldier blinded from life
By simply driving down the freeway.
Why do we live in a world where death is so apparent?
It’s like we do everything in our power
To show what death is to people who should never know…
Until it’s time.
I am blinded by the moon so I cannot see the good,
My eyes are shielded by all the useless hope surrounding me.
Nature has so much good to offer us,
But instead we strive to only see her pain.
It is in our nature to fight,
But is it in our nature to kill?
Yes, if looks could kill,
I would wish soldiers blind.
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I don't know why I wrote this...
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