Why do there have to be wars? There has always – from that first forbidden fruit to the present day been sin. Sometimes it causes us to be more beastly than the beasts! Where has the love gone in our humanity? Yassy says it best in this poem:
Death comes upon them Finite, infinite, definite Pain and loss huddle into A grieving mass of broken hope. Wondering what they did wrong.. When bombs drown their cries The blood wipes away their tears To be alive is to be broken To be alive is to be wounded That when they come from the sky They come from the ground They hit where it hurts the most Taking away what you love the most While the bigwigs sit and talk away at big tables Drinking from the cup of blood The universe is frightened And the stars wonder Why has man turned from human to beast?