Raw; war in reverse.

Four days before Christmas and all I see is madness in the world. So transfixed on this war going on abroad I'm actually [shamed] to even call it that anymore.
There is a difference between war and slaughter. Ask any adult who loved, and they will-but now I don't agree. For me, I saw the war side of this first. But know I don't, All I see is the herding of humans to be destroyed by other humans.
Where is the valor in this? Can anyone see it? Only cruelty and mayhem are evident throughout. I don't understand the end game...if there is one.
I guess we will all soon find out, after it pours into our yards and streets.
A time when the television, radio and cell phones won't be necessary.
A time when we will be pulling strangers, with a clear message [ kill anything that does not look like you] ... off of our children, and elders.
A time when, while pulling back our kitchen curtain, the sunshine is interrupted with muskets and flame throwers. How could we let anger, take a front seat to love? Shame on us all. We allowed this to happen, now we call it human nature. Not I, there is nothing human about what's going on, nothing.

R.A.W.
The body count no longer matters
every head has a dot.
Senseless slaughter just gets fatter
while all remains, turns to snot.

No need to tell yourself or them,
you'll be back to save the child...
from a horror you knew existed.

It's far too late to convince this crowd
to think different from the words,
your mouth has often twisted.

Now they die! And die! And die!
In the absence of all beliefs.
Someone stole our power of {forgiveness}
and raised from scriptures, a treacherous beast.

We cannot kill it, or make it stop, because it has no
form to chain.
It moves around inside our minds and anger
is its aim.

Be it just or be it certain, death for death
is not the way.
Who will applaud or close the curtain
when only ashes take the stage?