Bred to Die

Brought to life
In a war-torn land
To be crucified

Unwilling to stand by
Patiently, engaged
Embracing the fight

Declaring equality
Self-determination
Universal rights

In this ravaged place
On the Arm of Orion
Warriors by fate

In the solar storm
Our feet and hands
Blister the same

Is it the guns?
Is it the complex?
Are we militant

And tribal at heart?
Are we too different
Or too similar?

Is harmony and peace
An insuperable art?
Fixated, following

Alarming thoughts
Leaders sounding off
Of the next:

Atomic explosion
Natural disaster
Terror attack

Deranged commander
Assassination
Suicide attempt

Terrified —
Of the next
Child bred to die.