a war with no reason

the remains of war

I gaze at the destruction around that war has caused.

From the bodies of the dead to the one's alive but not in soul only in body

the war had sucked their spirit out of them and left only a empty shell behind.

And I start to silently weep unable to do anything else as I to am just an empty shell of the spirited man I used to be.

The remains of a fight between two divided countries now over.

A fight for what you might ask.

Though alas I would not be able answer as I do not know anymore and highly doubt I fully knew in the beginning.