Chances For What...

Masters to our fate,
And spectators to our destiny.
Future to be watched rather than lived
Much more to suffer
While watching others die in a needless slaughter.

Our lives move so fast,
It’s so hard to slow down and observe
That nature's fury
Instilled in every human thought
Death, War, Bloodshed
For what...?

To justify the deaths of so many others,
No worthy cause can complete the splattered ashes
Of those who died unaware,
To those who know the end is already near.
Tell the people that word
"War" is worthy for those to be avenged,
When those you kill had no interest in the souls of those who passed.