These Bloody Fields.

Photo Courtesy of Sharena Williams Photography

How many men have battled here?  How many nations have struggled to plant there flags upon these fertile fields?  As the soil sifts through my hands, I am not naive enough to believe that the last of the blood has been shed upon this land. Whether it be my own, or that of a descendent, I cannot say.  I can say that to lay claim to the lands upon this world is folly, for it is but a lease, a lease bound in blood.  So appreciate the blessings bestowed upon you in the moment, for on the morrow, they may be stripped from you, leaving you to roam the world in search of the next field which is worthy of your blood.