What is left After War?

The blood-red clouds in the sky represent the spirits of the deceased. The sun is boiling fiery red, hurling heat at everything, and the hot blowing air is cursing loudly in the ears. A silence that screams "you are the one, you are the evil on this world," the sand that flies with the blowing breeze wants to devour me. There is a tiny sound of water running yet there is no water for kilometres from here as I check the ground it is dark red, “the blood” that is touching my feet, I flee back but I can still see the blood more and more I turn around and discover more blood, it’s not a stream, not a river but it is an ocean of blood. Every time I elevate my foot, I have to seek space away from the bits of the body that are seeping blood. It's not a man or a woman, it's simply a part of the body, and other parts are mixed in many more such parts. The wide eyes of a head stared at me as if the eye alone was capable of penetrating through my heart. I could hear the cries of sorrow, grief, and insanity, of people who had lost everything and wondered why they were still alive. My heart is pounding a thousand times faster than normal, it has been caught by something heavier, it is leaping out of my body, the blood that flows from it is as hot as lava, my heart is racing. my throat is dry and so is my mouth, it feels like I lost my voice, I want to scream but I can't, I want to cry but my throat is choked, my brain is running faster than the rocket, it is crying, bleeding, breaking, and burning.

Damaged structures, shattered glass, flaming tires, blazing houses, ruined roads, uprooted trees, and corpses of innocent animals, crushed vehicles, and smoke everywhere, this is the scenario after I won and gained what I want. What I desired? Or what I could never have wished for or imagined occurring. My entire body feels so heavy that I can't move an inch; there's blood, corpses, destroyed buildings, people crying and cursing; this is something no one ever asked for or desired. I simply want to close my eyes, ears, mouth, and nose, leave this body that has contact with all of the terrible things, and vanish for good.

Furthermore, there is a misunderstanding as to what was our ambition? the ability to rule or the capacity to destroy; administration's privileges or the plague of sorrow; Whether we got peace or hatred and violence. We may have come together, but will we ever be unified when there is anger, remorse, and the grief of losing someone? This isn't just a conflict; it'll be a nightmare that won't let anyone sleep peacefully until we're all alive. We lost everything and gained only a little, which will condense and disappear in a few days; we lost much more, but this will not cease now, and there is still much more to lose.

Have we developed a desire for hatred and destruction? The advancement of science made us feel safe, allowing us to prepare weapons and enlist warriors with such wild enthusiasm, willing to sacrifice their lives. We could not propose an intelligent solution although we were cultured and intellectual, behaved uncultured masses and aggressive impulses and operated with violent persecutions on disputes that might have been resolved via accords and selflessness.

The ego and the urge to dominate others have only resulted in a corps that is unable to hear, see, or move. We ruined all that nature had given us in order to satisfy our irrational desires and fantasies. People have turned into corpses, buildings have crumbled into shattered shards, trees and animals have been reduced to ashes, life, love, and the economy have all been destroyed, and all that is left is agony, poison, hatred, curse, and guilt in me.

Conflicts might elicit negative feelings like ego and anguish, but they should not elicit vengeance or a desire to harm things or people. Today's science has progressed to the point where it can construct slowly yet destroy a whole country in seconds. When a disagreement is approached with aggression, it leads to war. War may be won, and one may achieve victory, but the penalty is that all you see in front of you will be destruction and debris, and the future you project will lead to new conflicts and ecological and natural imbalances.

Though history has spoken to itself many times that greed for power and money, as well as the ego, will take over your wisdom and lead to destruction, of which the future and our own next generations will have to suffer, and where we stand in history will be on the lake of blood, not the bed of roses or the throne of gems. Even though I sit on the throne today, it feels like they are made up of bones, blood, and curses that will never allow me to enjoy any triumph. Instead, I am filled with grief and misery, for my people have to suffer every day for their peace, daily bread and to regain things they have lost in the war.