Reflection

I want to write something iconic
From the very depths of my soul
But even if I peel off all these layers
Will it be enough?
Is it ever enough ?
Years of talking
Shouting
Crying
It hurts
It really hurts
That even though people have dedicated their lives to the hope that some other life can be saved ; some other life will be saved
Their death meant that some of the warmth and sunshine seeped out of the world
And left the cold behind
Unfeeling
No emotions
Death and hunger
Horror asunder
Is this war?
No.
It is simply a reflection
Of you
And of me
Because everytime we talk
We stop
And every time we shed a tear
We wipe
Because every time
We forget
We move on
We delight in our own joys
We forget others sorrow
Because we believe that it can't be us
It won't be us
It won't be our mom that is shot in a church while she worships
It won't be our sister that is raped because she wants an education
It won't be our dad that gets blown up
It won't be us that face the Horror
But it is you
And it is me
We wield a weapon by holding a shield
Our sympathy is forced
We just want to hide
Hiding won't kill the war inside
It will only bring more reflections.
Win the war in you
End the war in the world
Stop fucking hiding.
I'm guilty too
And so are you.