In the time of war who can you trust? It’s always the same anywhere you go. They fight just wars and they built just walls, they raise cites and make cites fall. When we fight wars it’s a time of fear just as it is now. Fear. Its everywhere. Even in the little town of Tran. Can we trust the baker or the smith? That’s why I left and will not go back. The west is in war with the east and my little old town is in the middle. There was killing all around. People say that the war will end soon. I hope that this rumor is true. The fighting needs to stop. The kids that we grew up with and used to play with would go out and fight. Sometimes…more than often they wouldn’t come back.
It separates family and friends. It does nothing other than that other than creates questions and fear. The world becomes so lonely. You never hear the rumble of laughter and friends talking from the tavern any more.
My family personally was torn. My father belived in the west but of course my brother had to have his beliefs in the west. They fought every night about how my brother should have more respect for my dad. My brother on the other hand believed that he should be able to have his own opinion. It always ended up by my brother storming out and my dad having a drink and going to bad.
That just shows you that war is not just about the west and the east but it makes families fight…and towns.
That’s why I’m leaving. I’m not going east or west but to a peaceful place where I can escape the war. If only for a while. Until some idiot says one little thing. That’s all it takes.
 Kikotomi · Sat Mar 22, 2008 @ 04:03am · 0 Comments |
