Possibly, most want war and destruction for the same ignorant desire I would like to be a porn star.
I would be mocked and laugh at, my spirit and ego destroyed.
People call on war because they imagine themselves coming out victorious. They ignore the evidence that anyone who knows anyone who’s been in combat is aware this folks come back damaged.
But we want glory, not common sense.
We covet our neighbor because we don’t know ourselves.
And we fail to see.
But some will soften like a seed from which trees will grow.
And will expand limbs and provide shade
For the weary traveler
A place to rest
And will provide fruit
Given freely
To whomever wants to stretch
And arm up
To take

(And the tree will be happy,
It will feel lightness in its limbs again)