The metaphysical ethic that undergirds warfare is insulation—not decimation; a nation’s prerogative to fortify its inalienable rights is primal—in relation to the casualties that precipitate from an exercised foray.

Emblematic bloodshed that seeps from an incursion is only a visceral retort, toward a nation’s clamor for wholesale justice; safeguarding the human element, whether against imperialism, neo-colonialism, or apartheid, is not an unbecoming outlay, for a score that seeks to retort against disproportional havoc.

The ceasefire agreement between Israel and Hamas accords the semblance of a smokescreen, negating substantive concessions toward unmitigated liberation. It’s a get-free or die-trying ethos.