The greed of men encroaches peace and compassion.
Though love is strong, and kindness is meaningful
it can be disposed of with a simple gesture.
Where does the root of evil come from?
Why must the two extremes fight one another for their to be unity?
Is peace unity? Or is unity only found when there is both slaughter and blood donations.
Are they one and the same?
Is it really as simple as little man-boys missing their mothers,
or is it more complicated?
Perhaps their suppressed spirits rebel in criminal acts against one another,
against oneself.
Violence is a frightening thing. The pulse of man being either that of a strike.
The destruction of religious movements forwarding love and compassion are forced to take the back burning seat.
Citizens must practice in secret.
This secret is lost over generations, and eventually a lost nation is embarrassed by what their soul urges them to do.
To not accept what is acceptable.
Just because it is acceptable, does not make it right.
and just because it isn't accepted, it does not make it wrong.
I suppose when these two lines are blurred, it is difficult to know black from white.
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