INSURGENTS

by ERIC

Life is the soul necessity and war is the gauntlet that
Pillages these privileges,
Witnessing,
Through the eyes of those that sacrifice the lives of others like Leviticus,
Through severe hemorrhaging
Of the hearts of citizens,
Profusely dripping of innocence
or misunderstanding, and is commemorated and the future remembers it.
Legitimate
Reasons of why there is a middle eastern toddler in a sun dress underneath her tricycle quivering
snatched away from adulthood from a stray this can’t illustrated and you can’t picture it.
Innocent lives lost from the bickering.
Ricocheting sentiments
Don’t seem to reach the roofs or walls,
no remorse for the bullet wounds in jaws.
Spoon feed the generations the statement violence doesn’t resurrect anger it just soothes then calms.
Then expect the eastern hemisphere, just move along, conclude with a open palm
that clutches no white flag to fluctuate a strong way to validate surrender.
They retaliate with their members,
one side could cannon peace while hope is still a slimmer with a bow and quiver,
an arrow dipped in love to replace a bullet will forever be the strongest victor.