The heart pounding reverberation of people’s fear now serenaded our innocent lives. My own heartbeat increased to levels I was unused to. People murmured and cried... and others stood silent like me, blinded by the sight of red hues from mutilated corpses that tainted the streets. After encountering the malediction of war, nothing could ever be the same.
---Excepts from Shattered Paradise: Memoirs of a Nicaraguan War Child
The cost of war is too high. War only leads to despair and incurable loss. We can all make a difference in this world...lead a positive life and minimize the many wars we might cause each day.