He is off to war...

I know I let him do whatever he wants....

But do not ask me to kiss him farewell.

Don't ask me to wish him well & success.

Yes, I pray for him to back in one piece

And to have the mental ability to get through life afterwards.

But don't ask me to justify the murder of humanity.

Don't ask me to hope he would kill instead of being killed.

Don't ask me to understand.

WAR is the ugliest reality I could not comprehend.

This is just a post... I dreamt of someone going off to war & I wrote those lines.