War, that uniquely hominid habit of wholesale homicide, wherein men kill men, boys kill boys (women and girls both privy and party to the virile slaughter), underwent a miraculous denouementa blood bath, in most instances. Battlefields reeked of butcher blocks the wide world round. Wherever there was combat, combatants died in droves, morality run a foul of mortality as it compromised flesh and sinew. Yet how these soldiers and civilian-accessories ended their lives took unprecedented twists.
Cases in Point
munitions eradicated assemblers
at the source of their assembly
blown to Kingdom Come in a crimson hail of displaced digits
anti-personnel mines gutted the guts
whose heretofore guiltless consciences
"people kill people, not armaments"
left them buried
in anonymous plots of sand
what went around came around
in tight concentric circles
violence visited upon the violent-by-proxy
as well as upon the violent-by-volition
a poetic pruning depopulating the planet
of people predisposed to chronic pugnacity
entire family-tree branches lopped off at the trunk
("Owl-Eyes" not so much a cure as an assault
on belligerent forms of blight)
from every aggressor
executed sharp U-turns
a Boomerang Effect
that proved somewhat tardy
in clobbering collective conscience into attentiveness
(it took months for the Mind of Man to wizen up
recognize doing harm was an un-survivable avocation)
blew out their brains with dim determination
(the Dis-ease even-handed)
anyone bent on hurting anyone else
hurt himself instead
(or herself instead)
a simple concept in theory
put into practice
veered toward complex
Humanity at a loss
under such an unbending rule of thumb
until resigned to the proposition
that Humanity had no choice
which happened gradually
due in part to the epidemics somewhat staggered commencement
(sneezed from latitude to longitude
the contagions spread took time)
and in part to the Will resisting the idea
that its freedom had been curtailed
(as impunity hastened Judgment Day
souls were doled comeuppance
Rampant resistance resulted in rampant retaliation
(tit for tat rather tidily proving self-contained)
malefactors authored their own epitaphs
death dealers rolled up their sleeves
to dig their own graves
for the first time in centuries
"I keep tellin ya; ya launch that thing were dog meat. Open yer eyes and ears. Not a shots been fired by them at us, or us at them, since Tuesday. This is Thursday. Two whole days and not one casualty; cept from what? Friendly fire; thats what."
"Youre nuts. Them guys got wasted cause theyre careless, or just plain stupid."
"Pullin pins to watch grenades go off in yer hands is worse than stupid."
"Okay, shell-shocked, probly."
"What about them; the opposition; whats their story? Same damn thing; you seen the flashes, heard the boom, boom, booms."
"Thats our guys."
"Uh, uh; theirs. The booms and flashes all go one, two. Cant you count? They dont leave site. The shit theyre shellin out is stayin at home; just like ours is; neither side s doin nothin but snuffin out their Goddamn selves."
"Youre REALLY nuts; you know that, Asshole? Im a soldier. Theyre the enemy. I get paid to wipe them out before they wipe out me; thats basics."
"Okay, Mr. Basics, where are we, in reference to where they are? Youve just punched in our coordinates."
"See! You got me screwin up! Just shut your Goddamn trap and let me do my job, why dont you!"
"Okay, do it. Were at 17/12. Theyre at 8/37."
"Then how come you just "
"Son-of-a-bitch, back off! It must be broke! I entered 8/37."
"17/12; I watched."
"Fuck you; its busted!"
"Touch that button, were both "
food for thought
or for the ubiquitous crows.