For the Love of Why
by MrDaMan
Virgil R. Hall II (Randy)

As we stand trembling in the valley of fear.
Locked, cocked and ready to rock, dwelling upon the
insistence of painful reality… the light is darkened by
doubt. Are you my brothers my Cain… and my Able?

What fear, what love, what evil has furrowed your brow?
We hug our triggers and our hatred, our love spews death,
our mothers are proud. We share this battlefield, this bed
we’ve made, we splash our blood, it mingles in the land.

Soldiers, brothers… we hate each other with love that kills,
embrace us till death do us part. We share this love of
annihilation, of hatred, of our mothers, of conscience.
May the best men win and cry…
as the worst of us die and sigh for the love of why.