We live in such an uncertain world where so many people are suffering. Thus I wrote this:

Hearing about death brings goose pimples to the skin
When armies fight each other, trained to win
Where the routine of a soldier told to kill
Can include him dying in his drill.

Do the people choose to kill
Or is it politicians made by thrill
Choose the option so detested
Send men to fight battles contested.

Death, the subject of derision
Whether it be an animal for food
Or a man’s life taken, to be crude
For the benefit of others but a subject of decision.

Kings and Queens used the masses to make armies
Giving ammunition to increase chances
To battle wins their order of the day
Where death and defeat are the cost to pay.

Then, who likes a life to be cut short
By violence metered out and wanting not to be caught
The assailants flee, the victims die,
The families on their knees do cry.

Do we worship life or do we worship death
We can certainly live life but cannot enjoy death
We need to be happy we need to be free
Not resting prematurely under the solace of a tree.

Ron Tendler
April 2019