“There’s never been a true war that wasn’t fought between two sets of people who were certain they were in the right. The really dangerous people believe they are doing whatever they are doing solely and only because it is without question the right thing to do. And that is what makes them dangerous.” ― American Gods
“Ours was a generation grown up to find all gods dead, all wars fought, all faiths in man shaken” –” ―
I would like to believe that someday, some time in the future, peace is possible. I like to believe it, no matter impossible it seems.
We are a strange creature – humans, that is. We are willing to kill and be killed all in the name of a god that many seen to worship, just in different fashions. We are willing to annihilate the planet we live on all in the name of Greed, Lust, Desire. Some of us are willing to die for our Love, our Hope, hearts entwined.
What strange creature are we, humans, that relish in the aftermath of slaughter of innocence, yet wail when the slaughtered are our own.
Once upon a time, wars were fought face to face, person to person. Arms to arms. Once upon a time. Poppies bloomed in fields of blood, men kept marching on.
“Never again.” Words heard over and over. Unheeded, unheard. Never again.
The Gods of War drum out their commands, whispers in the ears of the powerful, and grown into a crescendo of us versus them.
Battle on, humans, battle on. The pawns must obey the players, the players must obey their Gods.
Def Leppard – Gods of War