Iridium In Blue

Standing at the top of a hill overlooking the sadness of a weary society.
My will starting to break.
Tomorrow is not without mourning a future whose promise is of pain and conflict.
Can two groups in opposite directions peacefully co-exist outside of a daydream?
Marching in unison with an friend disguised as an enemy has become commonplace.
Both groups seeking a peace that is only achievable through conflict.
Turmoil is a migraine to the soldiers who spilled blood to ensure a better way for the generation to come.