A True War Story

A true war story is never moral. It does not instruct, nor encourage virtue, nor suggest models of proper human behavior, nor restrain men from doing the things men have always done. If a story seems moral, do not believe it. If at the end of a war story you feel uplifted, or if you feel that some small bit of rectitude has been salvaged from the larger waste, then you have been made the victim of a very old and terrible lie. There is no rectitude whatsoever. There is no virtue. As a first rule of thumb, therefore, you can tell a true war story by its absolute and uncompromising allegiance to obscenity and evil. ”

― Tim O’Brien, The Things They Carried.

A Melody of Tears

Land charred with the smoke of hope, dirt moist by red.

A valley filled with mist of anguish.

Tamed memories. Abandoned flesh. Sunken eyes. Soaked with hatred, naked, lonely days and treacherous nights stripped of life.

This is a tale, a single cry, of ashes dissolving into the land, a melody of tears, the day of red and black.

These are the visions of Great War.

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