Fight

Upon the Graves of fallen Comrades and family in Arms

A Grueling, Sweltering, Explosion of a War that was never meant to be

Constant Fire, Shouts, Screams and Cries of Death

Slowly losing ourselves to the Chaos Surrounding

Still onward they continue they’re Battles

Still onward they Fight the Darkness of the Unknown

Even the simplicity of pulling the Trigger has brought about Complicated Pandemics

Yet still they continue to Fight and die among the others

Leaving the world that had been so cruel to them

And still the living continue to Fight against the “Enemy”

Although it is their life, they have it controlled by others

Those beings that bring so much pain and suffering

Yet, still… we listen to them

Do they want this?

Are they Willing?

Do they have any free will at all?

Do they really need Death of Comrades?

Does This War have any meaning?

Although they pray for peace, why does it never come?

Are our lives nothing more then mere toys for the Cruel Angels that watch us?

No matter how many times I stop and think about this,

I can never come up with an answer

By:

Kiba

Ookami