New Stream of Consciousness: Revered Apathy

The events that have transpired in Fallujah inspired this writing:

Bones, blood, and teeth. Hair, mud, and more blood. Women and children screaming, crying, moaning, dying. Men naked, torn, and bound. Control. Power. Subversion. Fear. The dark, rank night air knows no more than the strained eyes that can’t see past the flashes of hot light, the ears that can’t distinguish between screams and shouts, panic and terror, the minds that can’t discriminate between the guilty and the innocent. Subjective definitions left to be defined by the ignorant, the absent. Miscommunication and misunderstanding confounded by contrast, negligence, and prejudice. Decisions know no truth when conducted with shady pretenses. Babies, motionless, bleeding, clutched by their broken and tattered mothers. Skulls crushed, flesh strewn about, hair matted with unknown gooey matter. Barbaric lessons in anatomy with flimsy, half-truthed, flawed justification. Life and death – mechanic not organic. Men, dogs, rodents, anything but human, void of substance, absent of reflection, barren of concern. The sympathetic die a thousand deaths. The empathetic face a thousand scorns. The apathetic sit amongst kings.

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