Listen to this: yesterday six Vietcong came through my village. Because of this my village was bombed - completely destroyed. Every soul was killed. ... Here in the presence of the undisturbed stars, in the invisible presence of all the people still alive on earth, let me raise my voice to denounce this filthy war, this murder of brothers by brothers! I have question: Who pushed us into this killing of one another? Whoever is listening, be my witness! I cannot accept this war. I never could, I never shall. I must say this a thousand times before I am killed. ... Men cannot be our enemies - even men called 'Vietcong!' If we kill men, what brothers will we have left? With whom shall we live then? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IN 'DESIGNING A CLOAK TO CLOAK HIS DESIGNS' YOU WRESTED FROM OBLIVION by MARIANNE MOORE TO A LITTLE INVISIBLE BEING WHO IS EXPECTED SOON TO BECOME VISIBLE by ANNA LETITIA BARBAULD FOURTH BOOK OF AIRS: SONG 18 by THOMAS CAMPION THE BLACK RIDERS: 22 by STEPHEN CRANE THE WORLD-SOUL by RALPH WALDO EMERSON MY LITTLE DREAMS by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |