Nuts Poem by soren Barrett

Black or white, day or night, what makes one wrong and the other right
What makes it right in war, a man to kill, just because your nation says you will
This makes a hero or murderer to be, determined by loss or victory
One talking to an unseen man is insane, unless they reside in heaven's domain
Is not putting a criminal to death, the same as taking away a fetus's breath
Social rules are the tools, used to teach fools, in society's mind blinding schools
They are the stitches in the social cloth, mending holes eaten by logic's moth