Hi =) Kinda confusing I realize, but please read it and tell me if its good. Basically about holy wars. That even though we may be fighting for something sacred, death is still death.
Paradox
Is it a sin to seek the truth?
When the truth lies where blood has been spilled
Where the cruelty of legends borne long ago
Were hidden in pain and betrayal
Is it wrong to seek this dark fact,
The salvation of our times,
The destruction of the weave of time itself
In our eyes this Beast has been created
We have arisen the paradox, the meaning in these
Circumstances that will justify the blood spilled
and blood shed in this place
Sacred of sacred, holy of holy,
Yet tainted as nothing has ever been tainted.
The simple fact to live
And to survive
Has no place in mankind's glory search,
Or in the promise of eternity
For War and God are
The two truths of life
All men will fight
And all men will believe
In something,
For even to believe in nothing
Is to worship that idea that "nothing" is truth
So then, are we fighting for nothing,
in the technicality that life has become?
As the warriors of long ago are but dust today
All that will remain of this battle
Is the murmur of memory
The whisper of those who fought in history
Of we, the soldiers, the fighters of freedom
Brother on brother, father on son,
Your slaughtering, once tragic,
Is now meaningless
As you are to them, the enemy
You will not hesitate to kill,
but neither shall they
The question now is not whether we will win or die
But if we will ever have the power
To stop before we destroy everyone
Before we destroy everything
Are you willing to destroy your very self
To kill your brother?