Quarrel’s Meal

The quarrel between the mighty and feeble,

The virtuous and wicked,

The pure and tainted,

The seen and unseen,

The serendipitous and unintended,

All devourers of humanity,

Gnawing at the flesh of mankind,

Piece by piece, consuming steadily.

Unhurried and tranquil, it persists,

And we, oblivious, succumb to its lure,

Unaware, we fall into its trap,

A feast prepared, a merry dance of fate,

"A feast, a feast," it chants incessantly,

For in conflict, humanity finds its sustenance,

A perpetual cycle of discord, ever feeding.

But even amidst the turmoil,

Man perseveres, forges ahead,

Finding strength in adversity,

Seeking harmony amidst the chaos,

For in unity lies the hope of tomorrow,

And in understanding, the path to peace.

So let us strive to bridge the divide,

Embrace compassion over contention,

And nourish the bonds that unite us,

For in the resolution of quarrels,

Lies the possibility of a brighter world.

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