war and peace

to be honest i don't know why i wrote this i lost so many ppl and all i could think of is why cant i feel any hate so ya here u go

War is like a hell on earth,

It has no mercy for the week and poor

War is like a god of death,

All it does is take our family and friends,

It never gives back to us,

I sit with a broken heart as I watch

As I watch the man I use to call brother

Come home in a box

I will never see him walk through the doors with a smile

I will never see him hold his girl again

Why did they take him from us?

Who do they think they are?

Why destroy someone who has so much left?

With all the reasons to hate them

I can’t bring myself to hate,

I will still kneel down and pick of a hurt enemy,

I would stand up and protect a man that is on his back

Even though I see all this hate that my fellow man has

Inside of those hearts.

I can see the reason for the pain and suffering

But the real question is can we just live in peace?

Author's Note

its not one of the poems i like i just idk i just dont like this one but i want someoen else thoughts on it before i trash it