War is in the stars,

War is in the stars,
Though takes in its stride,
The men who live upon the earth!
Putting on us a hundred scars,
War is in their / our stars !
The scars that are but the echo,
Of the stupidity of the human farce.
The injuries that bleed the heart,
The worries that hurt the mind,
They are but the repetition,
Historical hysterical kind.
Nevertheless, no one can stop them,
One has to engage in slaying or slain,
Death is ugly, live is vain,
The stupidity inhuman is endless chain.
The scars never heel, the men never feel.
Though the Truth is ever so revealed.
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And don't think the war is there in India or Pakistan only.
It is like the human stupidity ubiquitous and everywhere.
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