Before the Bugle
By <font color=darkred><I>Crimson.Wings</ •
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Look to the heavens.
The sky glowers in disgust.
As the wolf howls
at the moon,
thunder roars,
resounds,
screams at the humans
who have repeated
the same mistake
thousands of times.
Before the bugle blares
its signal for the
soldiers to charge,
chaos erupts.
Like animals brawling
in closed cages,
like babies bickering
over toys,
these warriors wrangle
until death devours them.
Surely these soldiers
have rational reasons
for destroying makind,
for erasing the souls
of the innocent.
But in this warped maze
"all things are fair
in love and war."
Is this truly an
expedient excuse
to throw away legal tender,
to allow our administration
to blow it all away on
explosives and missiles
custom designed
to detonate humans
you never knew existed?
How many centuries
will it take
for us mortals to
realize how many times
our error
has attempted to
dispatch all mankind?</font>