A/N: I am a pacifist, yes. I don't agree with war or the reasons it happens, I don't think any problem should ever be solved with violence. However, I support the men fighting for the U.S. Do I support their reasons for fighting? Not necessarily. Do I love our soldiers? 100 percent, yes. I have a problem with the situation, not the people trying to protect us. I mean no disrespect, my brother is a soldier. So, reviews and comments alike are welcome! If you choose to share your political/social views, that's great, I'd love to hear your opinion. Just know it is exactly that, your opinion. Please keep it respectful
One word
One glance.
Anger, plaguing our bodies, weighing down our minds.
When does it end?
All it takes is one misstep, one little thing you do
to light the fire of fury in someone's heart
One mistake, one "problem" that could easily be solved
with an apology, an even temper.
Yet, the fists come out.
They always do.
Guns, knives, words.
Deadly weapons, until what was once a small "problem"
has now become a catastrophe.
Out of our control, a raging fire, roaring,
screaming.
When does it end?
When someone dies?
Obviously not.
When hundreds die?
Still no.
When thousands die?
How about millions?
Never.
Who are we to decide who is "innocent"?
Who is "guilty"?
Are we not all guilty of having hate in our hearts?
Are we not all innocent once more when we are forgiven?
We kill, because no two people think the same way.
We kill, because we love different Gods, we love different people,
we love our own opinions, and ultimately, no one but ourselves.
Our differences are incredible
as beautiful as the colors in the rainbow,
as eloquent as the words in a poem,
as bright as the sun.
Yet. We Kill.
We Murder.
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