Tuesday, July 1, 2014

Love and War

They say all's fair in love and war.
They're wrong.


War is not fair. War is a horrible thing.
To fight over differences, territory, disputes,
to think you are better than the other,
is wrong.
To try to get on top,
to conquer, to destroy,
is wrong.
When siblings fight they retaliate.
One thing after the other.
Until a parent stops it.
To hold a grudge, to stay angry,
to try to prove yourself the greatest,
is wrong.
War must only happen to keep those
who desire you dead
from killing you.
War must be in self defense.
Never start a war.
Always finish it.
Because war is not fair.


They say all's fair in love and war.
They're wrong.


Love is not fair. Love is wonderful thing.
To give your heart, your all to someone,
To put someone other than yourself first,
that is love.
To put aside differences,
to put away your push for survival to help others,
that is love.
And it is not fair.
There is corruption in the world.
No one deserves to be loved.
Especially in war.
To say You Are Loved,
to hold out your hand
to those who just tried to hurt you,
that is not fair.
Fair would be to return the favor.
Fair would be to hurt them back.
That's why war starts.
Because fair is twisted up in our minds.
Eye for eye.
Give what you are given.
That is fair. Or is it?


They say all's fair in love and war.
They're wrong.


War is not fair.
Back and forth, on and on it goes.
Don't fight. Don't start a fight.
Don't try to prove yourself,
your own agenda,
your own idea of fair.


Love is not fair.
To give grace and mercy
to those trying to fight you,
who do not deserve retribution,
to go beyond fair,
that is love.


They say all's fair in love and war.
They're wrong.


Fair is in the middle.
On one side is war.
Grown from hate and selfishness.
On the other side is love.
Out of choice and above fair.
We try to live in a world of fair.
To fit inside boxes of trade.
But there is war and there is love.
And this world is not fair.
And this life is not fair.


So we have a choice.
Where do we make it fair?
Or is fair simply an illusion?
Brought on to keep us from fighting?
Or to keep us from loving?
Fair is to keep us from giving too much of anything.
But sometimes we must fight.
Just remember never start the war.
Only finish it.
Always we must love.
So stand above fair.
And look to the Cross.
The Lover of Souls died not to make life fair,
But to end the War.
To fulfill Love.
Those who wanted war,
instead received forgiving Love.
It was not fair.
They did not deserve it.
We do not deserve it.
I do not deserve it.
But still I stand above fair.
Because I say with certainty:


I am loved.

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