A War
There is a war going on within my sight.
It is always seem like a battle between good and evil.
They both recite rhetoric as if scripted for the masses to hear
But, the difference between the two is the good plays with more rules.
The evil extremists set plots for their sacrificial pawns to carry out
But, they always seem to make martyrs for their foe’s battle cry.
They may claim responsibility often much too late to make a difference.
Their hands were still dirty from their last thwarted bloodbath plan
But, they still hope that would make the good to surrender their freedom.
They may have called their current enemy as friend in the last war
But, they were still treated more better of their worst evil in that fight.
I may not have seen all the battles fought regardless which war it came from
But, the good seems to try to remove their enemy course for revenge.
These enemies of evil want to keep the flame of hatred alive
Or, they make a phoenix fire of hate to come back alive with a vengeance of a hydra.
Genocide is not the answer to any of those battle fought.
It is only because the evil side will always try to find its next victim to fight
Or perhaps, they make slaves out of the others by throttle out their freedom to live.
I know only one battle fought more gruesome than all of those battle fought
But, you will be very afraid if that evil side has won.
You will then you will face a living hell
And, the afterlife’s hell would only feel a little piece of heaven.
The last battle mentioned is only fought within a sane’s mind to contend with.
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