War treats man like nothing else can

It takes a man fills him full of holes leaving him charred like the

Overcooked chicken being eaten thousands of miles away

War makes a person wonder is life really as worthless as 5 oz of lead

when the war is over it leaves the ground full of bombs

waiting for it's victims 1,2,3 decades even half centuries later,

War counts it's victims like McDonald's counts it's customers "millions served"

The victims though aren't only the people

Also the charred earth, burning forest, smoldering hills,and animals

Left homeless by the carelessness of man

But what truly is the point of war? To satisfy two men's sadistic pleasure

in the pain of others? To make believe that two men have

ultimate power over the life of other man, beast, and earth?

Or is the only purpose to make life hard for other people?

Leaving them without anything? No house, family, or food...

some even without their life.

War what good is it?