With silent images of war's lingering devastation, you have told us a tale that only a wordsmith sees: a clock soon to be ringing its toll about its disdain for murdering humanity without cause or reason.

I could still read the faded text, but it was a little difficult. You might want to brighten it up a bit.

You have posed the question that most of us don't think about. Why we might, rightfully think we might die in a car accident, to know that it might come from the sky or from across the way, death stalks everyone in a war where "collateral damage" is considered the acceptable norm if people are going to win.

But there are no winners in war, just untimely death. And only the statistical survivors get to become hero of whatever side they are on, alive or dead.

Ron

War is what happens when language fails. The masks are coming off now. Who and what people and nations truly are is being exposed rapidly. Much will be seen clearly for what it is, and some of humanity will cease to exist. Indeed, death is inevitable, and many faceless innocent souls will disappear suddenly and brutally into the rubble of wars insanity and hatred. If you know history, you know that the war to eradicate Israel has been going on since the beginning. It's an ancient hatred that has never yet realized its goal. Consider Psalm 83: the prayer of Asaph. "O God, do not keep silent, be not quiet O God, be not still. See how your enemies are astir, how your foes rear their heads. With cunning they conspire against your people, they plot against those you cherish. 'Come,' they say, 'let us destroy them as a nation, that the name of Israel be remembered no more." Thank you for sharing your thoughts. Poeticizing war and death are not an easy task. r