War is needed yet not. War is meaningless yet it's the only things that gave life to warrior. Have one ever thought that life is simply death. Living on we already kills unknowingly. We are at war to stop one is to stop lives. Too many remain unresolved. Can we truly understand each other? How foolishly rich..

When life fall into mundane, do one not wish something will happened? Do one heart not crying out for more? Life cannot be the same. Too boring, too soft, too ordinary. Thirst for blood only for those who have left everything. Even without war humans still find fights, struggles and torture. Do anyone honestly believe there's no darkness in mankind? That it won't ever be awaken and one day we woke up into monsters?

One just never find a chance and reasons to. How long can these people hold onto their broken dreams? The answers is for as long as they live and wishes to believe.
You have no reasons to break it nor deny it. Human can only live for itself. Love and care are but an excuse for obsessions and possessiveness.