In the wake of destruction, one question lingers: What was it all for? Wars rage across lands, among us, and within ourselves. Yet after all the fighting, there is no true victory—only one truth remains: it was needed.

Imagine walking through a war-torn landscape. Among the ruins, a child swings, untouched by chaos—a symbol of innocence lost to conflict. Its quiet movement asks: Why do we tear each other down when we truly seek to lift each other up?

As you ponder this, you notice a silhouette in the distance. Someone sits, reading amid the wreckage. A peaceful act in the face of destruction. Why? In that moment, you realize: understanding, wisdom, and peace are the true paths to strength, not violence.

Now, you return to reality.

This story is not just about destruction but a reflection on its futility. In the end, wars—whether between nations or within ourselves—leave only fragments of what could have been. Why fight, when what remains is what we sought to protect: each other?🌹