Wars of Destiny
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When we fight we fight to protect,
But what comes to those who regret?
Torment awaits us, who cannot deal with the choice of destiny,
Those who hear that one voice of destiny,
A child? A mother? All of the lives that were lost within the fire
Fighting to protect his loved ones, fighting to protect their dreams.
Protecting the dreams of the ones we love,
Does this give us right to kill?
What becomes of those who die?
The ones who died had dreams as well,
The ones who died had family as well.
Do we fight and take their dreams so we can have ours?
The just cause of war could not be made right by the cause.
They fought to protect their loved ones, just as we fought.
We were the same? We were different?
I could never tell myself, the riddle destiny had given me,
The one truth that I could not flee.
I fought he fought, I laughed he laughed,
We were copies of each other fighting for the same absolution that would never come.
We bleed the same blood for our family, and friends, we were the same.
He was my enemy and I was his, nothing made us different…aside from…
I was faster then him, had I not been, his would be the mind riddled in pain and not mine.
I watched him suffer, I brought him this pain.
He lay there in the last moments, thinking of what?
Friends? Family? He died to protect the same things I did and we were the same
He fought to serve a leader and we were the same
He fought to live another day…and died in the rain
The war of destiny came and went, the one soul I never forgot still haunts me today,
He lost his hopes, his family, friends, dreams…and I felt nothing then, I feel numb now
He lost his destiny, I kept mine it was all…futile….
A letter from my friend was inspiration for this.