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They say the desert dog will learn
from his arch enemy the mighty lion.
It seems to me that where those cities burn
there must be mothers left in sadness, crying.
Once on a time they were the hunted, it is true
they died on fields and at the hands of cruel men,
today the pilot says, we're doing this for you
do not compare my friend, you did not live back then.
Herbert Nehrlich
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Gina Onyemaechi (7/21/2006 3:39:00 PM)
Brings to mind 'Causa Belli' by Andrew Motion (poet laureate of England) . Here:
They read good books, and quote, but never learn
a language other than the scream of rocket-burn.
Our straighter talk is drowned but ironclad:
elections, money, empire, oil and Dad.
I think your poem spoke to his, Herbert.
Snappy and strong (both poems) .
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