Leaders of the war are perfect husbands, perfect parents.
They cry when their children hurt, they smile when they get up.
They weep when they are far away from them.
Their families mean everything to them.
Their home is their whole Universe.
But this is just the point: there is nothing outside their families.
Nothing that worth bothers even thinking!
They don't cry when a soldier dies,
they don't mourn like a mother losing a child.
People are just empty words for them.
They don't live outside their narrow universe.
It doesn't cross their minds that the beauty of the World
does not reside in the territories that they want so badly,
but in the people they kill with their ambitions.
So small is their universe, so poor they are...
I pity them!
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