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Discerning Glance of War



"War has a way of creating a solemn numbness, crafting a dying language, where 'natural disaster' and 'collateral damage' sound identical. Murder has a way of creating its own language patterns."


Let us look again upon this with a discerning glance...

Natural disaster needs be defined: A major adverse event resulting from natural processes of the (H)eartH.

War needn't be defined. (War isn't considered a natural disaster.)

An adverse event will not rise to the level of a disaster if it occurs in an area without vulnerable populations.

War seems to rely on areas with a vulnerable population.

War is sounding more similar now to an adverse event resulting from humans, animals that are natural to the (H)eartH.

On second thought, I'd rather not look upon war again...

Rather think on Peace and Love.
My Lovely angel Love is an amazing example of natural beauty.
She has a heart so big that it beats for every one,
a spirit so loving, it breathes absolution for all.
Yes. Rather think on Love and Forgiveness.

Sleep beckons me from across the hour,
dreams call to me from their tomorrows.
Sweet dreams my Lovely angel Love…

Peace and Laughter

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

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