And still you haven’t found the answer, what is this war for? You thought of your family and friends, the ones you left behind when you enlisted. You thought of the ones you had lost in battle, the ones you had seen die in front of you. You thought of the ones you had seen suffer, the ones you had seen broken. You thought of the ones you had seen cry, the ones you had seen hurt.
The war had taken its toll on you, and yet here you were, charging into battle once more. You were tired, so tired. You had been fighting for so long, and yet you still had no answer to your question. You had seen so much death and destruction, and yet you knew nothing of why it was happening.
You heard the cries of your enemies as you charged, and it made you think of all the pain and suffering you had seen. It made you think of the families who had lost their loved ones, the ones who had to live with the pain of their loss. It made you think of the future, of all the lives that would be affected by this war.
You felt the pain of your wounds as you charged, and you knew that this would be your last battle. You felt the blood in your mouth, and you knew that you would soon be gone. You thought of your family and friends, and you thought of the answer to your question.
And with your last breath, you whispered, “What is this war for?”