This War

They are blind.
They can not see past their selfishness
They can not see past their hate
The ignorance that cloaks them is all
Bull against bull, Beast against beast.
They tear all that surrounds them down,
No matter who surrounds them.
Forget all that is sane,
Nothing remains once you pass the threshold
The war has begun and it will be one to remember
No hope for white flags, this is a fight to the death.
Blood drawn by its own blood.

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree; And it didn't.