Three Letters
Three Letters
Lead insects whizzed past my head.
. People were yelling,
weapons were firing,
people were dying.
Why were people dying?
Thinking is obsolete.
Instinct is dominant.
This is not what people should be.
This is what animals should be.
Are we animals?
This is not my war.
This is not what I wanted.
I wanted to help.
I wanted to do my part.
I did not want to hurt.
Kill.
Destroy.
Burn.
War.