In the poetry that I was reading today, it said that there is a time to die, a time to eat, and a time to kill. I thought about the phrase a time to kill and I started to ask some questions. Thou shalt not murder is one of the ten commandments so I originally thought that killing was wrong no matter what. Then I asked myself, is the war we are fighting today wrong? Are we actually murdering innocent people in the war? Is it necessary? I use to think that the war was very wrong but now I don't. Now I think that the war is very necessary. The reason that I do is because when the terrorist came to America my home country and tried to destroy it and kill a lot of our innocent people for no reason except the fact that they just plain out hated us is so stupid. That is when I think it is right to kill, when you are defending your own country. I also feel bad for the troops over seas that are having to kill those people and are going to have to live with that for the rest of there lives and I am very thankful for those men and women. Another time I think there is a time to kill is when a police officer has to shoot someone because they have no other choice. Especially when there is a hostage or another life at stake. Then the police has to make the choice and it was me I would hope that the police officer would shoot the man who is wanting to take my life so that I would live. If you think about it, back during Jesus' time they fought wars in order to save their country. So there is a certain time to kill. So I wrote this poem.
I looked at the brave man
He wanted to talk to me
I noticed he didn't have a leg
He said,
I once thought it wrong to kill
Until they came here without any will
They took my whole family down
In that air plane coming to that large town
My wife called for one last time.
I saw it on the news
And I cried
Then I knew what I had to do
I went to that terrible place
To do my job with no disgrace
I left my leg in that hell
Where I could tell
There was a time to kill