So many coffins draped in flags. Mothers sob, fathers cry, old and young, solemn and sad, watch as the coffins go by.
The stories are many of the pain of war. War, the horror of war, has ripped at the heart and soul of those who seek a gentler world. Children who will never know their mum or dad. The anguish, oh the anguish, beyond description, of parents told their precious child's life has been snuffed out by a roadside bomb. The grieving widows and widowers. The motherless child. The fatherless child. 'Why is daddy sleeping in the coffin, mummy?'
War and for what reason? Greed? Ego? Self interest? God? God is on our side? How many more casualties of barbaric wars? How many more children sent to war and never return alive? How many more innocent lives, on all sides of conflicts, will be lost in the name of the cause? How many more people will live in fear of that phone call, that dreaded knock on the door? 'I'm sorry to inform you....'
What the hell is wrong with man?
'Four members of Britain's armed forces have died in southern Afghanistan within 24 hours, the Ministry of Defence in London said Saturday.
The families of the dead have been informed.'