I have always been wondering
Of what importance is war
A justification of ego?
Or a prove of ignorance?
For a reason am eluded
And a meaning mere vanity


Once in contemplation
presumed we are like animals
lead to slaughter
For selfish attainment
Thus the spirit has elope
And in bodies we remain
For none is a worth
And humanity is forgone


Vanity remain a plight
For all in the present sojourn
Selfishness our hope
For thus measure our sucess
And our technology a menace
For it aim at self destruction


We are here now as a spirit in body
And to the spirit thus we belong
Hence we err as human
For our source is abandoned
And our ways are lost
Thus war becomes our opium