marching...

in defenselessness

i watch the troops

the armies

row after row of soldiers

marching

armed

muscled

trained

to seek out

and kill

without asking any questions

just follow orders

or

you are courtmartialed

imprisoned yourself

i watch

the troops in my mind

instilling fear

by the image

armies of cancer cells

heavy boots

trampling innocent children

helpless against such

mindless

robots

whose very job description

is

murder

is it this image that brings fear

or

did fear

bring this image?

all happiness

all safety

the end of war

is in this answer

for fear surely

brought forth

this image

of brother

of self

as enemy

as capable of murder

whose job it is in this world

is but to kill

to destroy

in order to keep safe

insanity

this is the viewpoint

brought to us now

by

Love

in the very midst

of chaos

in the midst

of sickness

the Healer

remains

always