War

Oh, my heart. 
It is heavy, shaky and wild. 
It mourns the deaths of soldiers that haven't been born yet.
But it knows it is only matter of time 
And man's hubris 
His quest for empire 
To be bigger than the mere simplicity of being human
Until those soldiers rise
And once again teach us 
That we learn from history only this:
That we don't learn from history a thing.
Not a thing.
Not a goddamn fucking thing.