We, Too
Dearest Fellow Citizens of the World,
Tell me, what is the use of it all?
Why do we fight, we die, we fall?
Is there a purpose to it all?
Is there a real reason that we'd want to maul;
Those in opposition to what we believe?
Or do we really want to be seen-
As the Righteous One;
Head held high in the air?
When really, we, too, are just as unaware.
Sincerely,
Peace
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