Evils of war

I always perceived war to be glorious and honourable. However, as time passed by and change has come about, my thinking has also transformed. No longer is war the glorious thing it once represented to me. Instead, it has become a monstrosity, a miserable excuse for murder, monetary gain, bloodshed and a means of justifying pride in one's country. Soldiers are just like the pawns of their governments in the war moved on the chessboard …

…country, through war. Many have spoken, but few have listened, yet more have turned a deaf ear although the words strike chords in their hearts. It is inevitable that they must learn that lesson, and they must learn it either on the brink of death, in death, or in the safety of their homes. War's litany is simple: Kill. War's lessons are equally understandable: Pain. Anguish. Death. Which man's heart can desire such evil? None.