war has become casual;
acceptable, even
encouraged
a comfortable habit of
military spending & the
armaments trade;
an addictive entertainment for
the electorate;
a compelling ruse for civil
government to hide behind
the so-called glory.
but the technologies
have advanced so
powerfully as the human
reactions of care &
empathy have died
away; even the connections
between the hearing & the seeing
& the feeling of horror have long
detached.
behind every statistic, there was
once a mother & a child.
we claim to have values &
principles, but we breathe
anesthetic
air. we claim the bosom of
faith, yet every bullet kills
God.
never a concern with losing;
no consideration of helping the
enemy; & never a thought of
healing the land or the
afflicted.
the bad guys don’t surrender
as planned; the objectives
run farther & farther away
laughing; & there’s not a
trace of conscience
anywhere to summon the
unimaginable realization:
“this is very wrong.”
tell me, human, is this not
the story of the
beginning of your
end?