No matter which Era we belong.
There was and is always a War…
Some for Pieces of Land…
Some for their Belief's…
Some for Resources….
Some for Power…..

No one wins.
Everyone Looses.
What is left is Memories…
Broken Homes and Hearts.
Some filled with Revenge.
Some just waiting for this to End.  

Lessons still not learnt from the Past.
Each side simply justifies their actions.
We also then move on with our lives.
As if nothing had happened.

No one cares for anyone …
No one cares for anyone …
Except themselves …..

No one cares for  what they have read …
No one cares for  what they have read …
Else would not have done what they are doing…

No one cares for anyone.
Not even a one life.
From either Side.

No one cares for anyone.  
Unless it matters them and them only.

No one cares for anyone
Except if they see some transactional benefits.

No one cares for anyone
Unless they want to show off in front of their audience.  

No one cares for anyone
As they want to live in the Now.  

No one cares for anyone.
Because honestly they don't care for themselves.

Some Big .
Some Small.
Some Complete
Some Broken.
Some of Steel
Some of Clay
Some of Wood
Some of Gold.

Stand in the Line.
Select
Happy or Sad
Then again Stand in the Line.
Wait.

Traveled the winding path, so grand,
Mountains first, where nature stands.
Then a smooth road, a tranquil glide,
Crossed a bridge, thoughts intertwined.

Lost in the forest's mystic embrace,
Realized life's illusion, a fleeting chase.
Took shelter in a cave's silent cries,
Discovered endless lies in disguise.

Drenched in rains, my sorrows did drain,
Fell from the bridge, truth and falsehood's bane.
Reached an oasis with roses unfurled,
A journey continues with passion, the world.

We do something.
To gain  something.
Then loose something.

Just need two players.
Who select themselves.
While the Rest Watch.
No matter what happens
The audience looses.