I wanted to show you men
being human.
I wanted you to understand that people are people.
Even in war, men have their faith
in God.

I wanted to show you
Unshaved and dirty soldiers praying
for their and their friend’s lives.
Men carrying nothing but memories
that will last forever.

I want you to notice how in the middle of war,
men put down their guns to pray.
Instead of shooting and killing,
praying for mercy and forgiveness.

I want you to see their heads bowed,
hands intertwined.
The comradery, even when death tears
them apart.

I wanted you to see men,
thinking and contemplating,
wondering
if war is the right thing.