The Wars Of Tomorrow Seen Through Yesterday's Eyes

Brutal,
be the human.
Gentle,
be it's soul.
For,
such takes place,
absent survival.
Whilst,
tethered to such,
one exist,
as animal.
Be these beings,
seeking war as they breathe.
As,
they exist absent mind,
only a physiological entity.
Be such,
absent compassion.
Absent,
reason.
Absent,
time.
Be such,
truly never able to,
be alive.
Oh,
human.
Be you,
absent yesterday?
Absent,
the ability to see,
famin?
To,
see war?
To,
see what happens,
when humans seek not,
to comprehend more?
Oh,
human.
Why be you,
so greedy?
So,
mean?
Why be you,
demeaning self?
Demeaning,
what it means to be?
Oh,
the stupidity,
within such.
Oh,
how such shall alter peace.
For,
war shall be tethered,
to these beast,
yesterday...
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