No End of War [Today's News Poem, March 16, 2012]
I will return you to stardust.
Knight of disasters, surgery,
Has baleen enough for your sand,
Munitions enough for each limb of each child,
Prayers sufficient to summon a hydrogen bomb;
And all the God we'll ever need
We know by heart
And can say upon command:
“Why? Why not?
And every flower dies, besides.
Every profit, someone takes;
Every mouse, some cat eats—
And when you first discovered light was science,
You burned the insects all the same
And no one cried.”
“The American staff sergeant suspected of killing 16 Afghan villagers had been drinking alcohol on the night of the massacre”
—The New York Times, ERIC SCHMITT and WILLIAM YARDLEY
Published: March 15, 2012
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