When you value life
The blessed sanctity
Of living
You help others thrive
You encourage
You protect
And help cushion
The hard times
War is the opposite
People become pawns
Objects to exploit
To be put in harms way
With no regard
For their humanity
Or their life
The lowest
Most vile
Most barbaric
Most evil
Is the man
Who spills
Another's life force
Another's blood
Willingly
I am so sorry
Sorry for those
Who don't
Value life or
Value blood
And for a few ruble
Will do
The bidding
Of evil
And I am sorry
For the innocent
Forced to fight back
Forced to flee
Forced to witness
The carnage
Their soul
Is forever chained
To that memory
And for what?
For fear
For greed
For hate
For a few ruble...
bjb 2/22
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barb j beyers
Retired RN/Women's Advocate.
Poet, artist, nature lover, seeker
NW EU, Spain, Native Am, Scotland
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