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#1 MuseZack

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Posted 19 March 2003 - 09:36 PM

Since the prospect of war is on so many of our minds, I thought I'd start a thread for people to post their favorite poems, songs, speeches, and other statements on the subject of war.  So whether you're pro, con, or somewhere in between, go ahead and share with the group.  I'll kick things off by posting the lyrics to an eerily prescient The The song on the subject of using religion to justify violence, "Armageddon Days Are Here (Again),":

They're 5 miles high as the crow flies
   leavin' vapour trails against a blood red sky
   Movin' in from the East toward the West
   with Balaclava helmets over their heads, yes!

   But if you think that Jesus Christ is coming
   Honey you've got another thing coming
   If he ever finds out who's hi-jacked his name
   He'll cut out his heart and turn in his grave

   Islam is rising
   The Christians mobilising
   The world is on its elbows and knees
   It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds

   It's war, she cried, It's war, she cried, this is war
   Drop your possessions, all you simple folk
   You will fight them on the beaches in your underclothes
   You will thank the good lord for raising the union jack
   You'll watch the ships out of harbour
   and the bodies come floating back

   If the real Jesus Christ were to stand up today
   He'd be gunned down cold by the C.I.A.
   Oh, the lights that now burn brightest behind stained glass
   Will cast the darkest shadows upon the human heart
   But God didn't build himself that throne
   God doesn't live in Israel or Rome
   God belong to the yankee dollar
   God doesn't plant the bombs for Hezbollah
   God doesn't even go to church
   And God won't send us down to Allah to burn
   No, God will remind us what we already know
   That the human race is about to reap what it's sown

   The world is on its elbows and knees
   It's forgotten the message and worships the creeds
   Armageddon days are here again

Edited by Cait, 24 September 2012 - 03:39 PM.

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#2 Rov Judicata

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Posted 19 March 2003 - 09:42 PM

Two that have been circling around my head recently <no doubt influenced by my opinions on the war itself, but there it is>.

Charge of the Light Brigade

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1.
Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
"Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.


2.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Someone had blunder'd:
Their's not to make reply,
Their's not to reason why,
Their's but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.


3.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.


4.
Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air,
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.


5.
Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.


6.
When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made,
Honor the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred.

St. Crispin's Day, Henry V

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What's he that wishes so?
My cousin Westmoreland? No, my fair cousin:
If we are mark'd to die, we are enow
To do our country loss; and if to live,
The fewer men, the greater share of honour.
God's will! I pray thee, wish not one man more.
By Jove, I am not covetous for gold,
Nor care I who doth feed upon my cost;
It yearns me not if men my garments wear;
Such outward things dwell not in my desires:
But if it be a sin to covet honour,
I am the most offending soul alive.
No, faith, my coz, wish not a man from England:
God's peace! I would not lose so great an honour
As one man more, methinks, would share from me
For the best hope I have. O, do not wish one more!
Rather proclaim it, Westmoreland, through my host,
That he which hath no stomach to this fight,
Let him depart; his passport shall be made
And crowns for convoy put into his purse:
We would not die in that man's company
That fears his fellowship to die with us.
This day is called the feast of Crispian:
He that outlives this day, and comes safe home,
Will stand a tip-toe when the day is named,
And rouse him at the name of Crispian.
He that shall live this day, and see old age,
Will yearly on the vigil feast his neighbours,
And say 'To-morrow is Saint Crispian:'
Then will he strip his sleeve and show his scars.
And say 'These wounds I had on Crispin's day.'
Old men forget: yet all shall be forgot,
But he'll remember with advantages
What feats he did that day: then shall our names.
Familiar in his mouth as household words
Harry the king, Bedford and Exeter,
Warwick and Talbot, Salisbury and Gloucester,
Be in their flowing cups freshly remember'd.
This story shall the good man teach his son;
And Crispin Crispian shall ne'er go by,
From this day to the ending of the world,
But we in it shall be remember'd;
We few, we happy few, we band of brothers;
For he to-day that sheds his blood with me
Shall be my brother; be he ne'er so vile,
This day shall gentle his condition:
And gentlemen in England now a-bed
Shall think themselves accursed they were not here,
And hold their manhoods cheap whiles any speaks
That fought with us upon Saint Crispin's day.

St. Louis must be destroyed!

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Josh: "I don't have a job, I have ONE credit card, I'm stuck in a lease and I'm 28! My mom's basement IS ONE BAD DECISION AWAY!"
~~ Josh, winning the argument.

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Posted 19 March 2003 - 09:43 PM

Yes, I have a perfect song.  I have been singing it to myself over the last couple of days.  I only know the one part.  "Its the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine." By REM.

#4 Rov Judicata

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Posted 19 March 2003 - 09:47 PM

Grim reaper, on Mar 19 2003, 11:34 AM, said:

Yes, I have a perfect song.  I have been singing it to myself over the last couple of days.  I only know the one part.  "Its the end of the world as we know it, and I feel fine." By REM.
Interesting choice Jady!

Let me track down the lyrics...

According to this site over yonder

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It's The End Of The World As We Know It (And I Feel Fine)
By REM
That's great, it starts with an earthquake, birds and snakes, an aeroplane and Lenny Bruce is not afraid. Eye of a hurricane, listen to yourself churn - world serves its own needs, dummy serve your own needs. Feed it off an aux speak, grunt, no, strength. Ladder start to clatter with fear fight down height. Wire in a fire, represent the seven games a government for hire and a combat site. Left of west and coming in a hurry with the furies breathing down your neck. Team by team reporters baffled, trumped, tethered cropped. Look at that low playing! Fine, then. Uh oh, overflow, population, common food, but it'll do. Save yourself, serve yourself. World serves its own needs, listen to your heart bleed dummy with the rapture and the revered in the right - right. You vitriolic, patriotic, slam, fight, bright light, feeling pretty psyched.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign towers. Slash and burn, return, listen to yourself churn. Locking in, uniforming, book burning, blood letting. Every motive escalate. Automotive incinerate. Light a candle, light a votive. Step down, step down. Watch your heel crush, crushed. Uh oh, this means no fear cavalier. Renegade steer clear! A tournament, tournament, a tournament of lies. Offer me solutions, offer me alternatives and I decline.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine.

The other night I dreamt ot knives, continental drift divide. Mountains sit in a line, Leonard Bernstein, Leonid Brezhnev, Lenny Bruce and Lester Bangs. Birthday party, cheesecake, jelly bean, boom! You symbiotic, patriotic, slam book neck, right? Right.

It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it.
It's the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine...fine...

(It's time I had some time alone)

St. Louis must be destroyed!

Me: "I have a job and five credit cards and am looking into signing a two year lease.  THAT MAKES ME OLD."
Josh: "I don't have a job, I have ONE credit card, I'm stuck in a lease and I'm 28! My mom's basement IS ONE BAD DECISION AWAY!"
~~ Josh, winning the argument.

"Congress . . . shall include every idiot, lunatic, insane person, and person non compos mentis[.]" ~1 U.S.C. § 1, selectively quoted for accuracy.

#5 Anakam

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Posted 19 March 2003 - 09:57 PM

I always associate that one verse of "Charge of the Light Brigade" with DS9 now.... ;) :D

I don't have any myself at the moment.  Will come back later.
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#6 Bad Wolf

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Posted 19 March 2003 - 09:59 PM

WAR
(Barret Strong, Norman Whitfield/Edwin Star)

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War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
War is something that I despise
For it means destruction of innocent lives
For it means tears in thousands of mothers' eyes
When their sons go out to fight to give their lives

War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing

War
It's nothing but a heartbreaker
War
Friend only to the undertaker
War is the enemy of all mankind
The thought of war blows my mind
Handed down from generation to generation
Induction destruction
Who wants to die

War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing

War has shattered many young men's dreams
Made them disabled bitter and meanLife is too precious to be fighting wars
each day
War can't give life it can only take it away

War
It's nothing but a heartbreaker
War
Friend only to the undertaker
Peace love and understanding
There must be some place for these things today
They say we must fight to keep our freedom
But Lord there's gotta be a better way
That's better than
War

War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing
Say it again
War
What is it good for
Absolutely nothing

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Posted 19 March 2003 - 10:01 PM

MuseZack, on Mar 19 2003, 12:27 PM, said:

I'll kick things off by posting the lyrics to an eerily prescient The The song . . .
Steve Case wants his royalty check.  ;)
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#8 Ilphi

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Posted 19 March 2003 - 10:02 PM

I'm very interested in the Napoleonic war. Some of my favourite quotes:


If you had seen one day of war, you would pray to God that you would never see another. - Napoleon Bonaparte

God is on the side with the best artillery (Bonaparte)

I don't know what effect these men will have upon the enemy, but, by God, they frighten me. - The Duke of Wellington

Edited by Ilphi, 19 March 2003 - 10:03 PM.


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Posted 19 March 2003 - 10:06 PM

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I know not with what weapons World War III will be fought, but World War IV will be fought with sticks and stones.

Albert Einstein
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Posted 19 March 2003 - 10:23 PM

A song we learned about while covering the Vietnam War briefly in H.S.:

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Fortunate Son

Some folks are born made to wave the flag
Yeah, the red, white, and blue
When the band plays 'Hail To The Chief'
Yeah, they'll point the cannon at you


Some of you may remember the first two lines from some jeans commercial.  When I first heard them using this song in a patriotic-themed commercial, I about fell over laughing.

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It ain't me, it ain't me
I'm no millionaire's son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one

Some folks are born silver spoon in hand
Well, they help themselves, yeah
When the taxman comes to the door
House looks a like a rummage sale

It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no millionaire's son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate one, no

Some folks inherit star spangled eyes
Yeah, when they send you down to war
Well, when you ask them how much you should give
Yeah, it's always more, more, more

It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no senator's son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I'm no fortunate one

It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no military son
It ain't me, it ain't me
I ain't no fortunate son
Take it away...

Yeah.  So.

Edited by silverwind, 19 March 2003 - 10:25 PM.

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#11 Rhea

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Posted 19 March 2003 - 10:34 PM

War broke: and now the Winter of the world
With perishing great darkness closes in.


--from 1914, by Wilfred Owen

The most recent is from the Falklands war,  by David Morgan:

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NO HEROES

There were no heroes here
Amongst the men who tramped through
Rutted, quaking moor,
Or crawled, cat-silent,
Over skittering scree
To prove the way.
No heroes fought the blazing fires
Which sucked the very blood from
Ship and man alike.
Or braved knife cold
Without a thought
To save a life.
No heroes they, but ones who loved
Sweet life and children's laugh,
And dreamt of home
When war allowed.
They were but men.

This is from the Civil War, written by Herman Melville:

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SHILOH - A REQUIEM
(April 1862)

Skimming lightly, wheeling still,
The swallows fly low
Over the field in clouded days,
The forest-field of Shiloh -
Over the field where April rain
Solaced the parched ones stretched in pain
Through the pause of night
That followed the Sunday fight
Around the church of Shiloh -
The church so lone, the log-built one,
That echoed to many a parting groan
And natural prayer
Of dying foemen mingled there -
Foemen at morn, but friends at eve
Fame or country least their care:
(What like a bullet can undeceive!)
But now they lie low,
While over them the swallows skim,
And all is hushed at Shiloh.


The last was written in World War I by Rupert Brooke:

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THE DEAD

These hearts were woven of human joys and cares,
Washed marvellously with sorrow, swift to mirth.
The years had given them kindness. Dawn was theirs,
And sunset, and the colours of the earth.
These had seen movement, and heard music; known
Slumber and waking; loved; gone proudly friended;
Felt the quick stir of wonder; sat alone;
Touched flowers and furs and cheeks.
All this is ended.

The future is better than the past. Despite the crepehangers, romanticists, and anti-intellectuals, the world steadily grows better because the human mind, applying itself to environment, makes it better. With hands...with tools...with horse sense and science and engineering.
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Posted 19 March 2003 - 10:52 PM

Rov, I've been thinking of Henry V lately, too -- okay, those who know me reasonably well will know that's scarcely unusual ;) -- but this is the passage that's been stuck in my head:

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But if the cause be not good, the King himself hath a heavy reckoning to make, when all those legs and arms and heads, chopped off in a battle, shall join together at the latter day, and cry all 'We died at such a place,' some swearing, some crying for a surgeon, some upon their wives left poor behind them, some upon the debts they owe, some upon their children rawly left. I am afeared there are few die well that die in a battle, for how can they charitably dispose of anything when blood is their argument? Now, if these brave men do not die well, it will be a black matter for the king that led them to it, whom to disobey were against all proportion of subjection.
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Posted 19 March 2003 - 10:56 PM

This has been going through my head all day, courtesy of Pete Seeger:

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Where have all the flowers gone, long time passing?
Where have all the flowers gone, long time ago?
Where have all the flowers gone?
Gone to young girls, every one!
When will they ever learn, when will they ever learn?

Where have all the young girls gone, long time passing?
Where have all the young girls gone, long time ago?
Where have all the young girls gone?
Gone to young men, every one!

When will they ever learn, when will they ever learn?
Where have all the young men gone, long time passing?
Where have all the young men gone, long time ago?
Where have all the young men gone?
Gone to soldiers, every one!
When will they ever learn, when will they ever learn?

And where have all the soldiers gone, long time passing?
Where have all the soldiers gone, a long time ago?
Where have all the soldiers gone?
Gone to graveyards, every one!
When will they ever learn, when will they ever learn?

And where have all the graveyards gone, long time passing?
Where have all the graveyards gone, long time ago?
Where have all the graveyards gone?
Gone to flowers, every one!
When will they ever learn, oh when will they ever learn?

When, indeed.
The future is better than the past. Despite the crepehangers, romanticists, and anti-intellectuals, the world steadily grows better because the human mind, applying itself to environment, makes it better. With hands...with tools...with horse sense and science and engineering.
- Robert A. Heinlein

When I don’t understand, I have an unbearable itch to know why. - RAH


Everything is theoretically impossible, until it is done. One could write a history of science in reverse by assembling the solemn pronouncements of highest authority about what could not be done and could never happen.  - RAH

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Posted 19 March 2003 - 11:00 PM

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Quand les hommes vivront d'amour
Il n'y aura plus de misère
Les soldats seront troubadours
Mais nous nous serons morts mon frère

Claude Léveillée
Cheap French/English translator here...

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Posted 19 March 2003 - 11:03 PM

chicouTYR, on Mar 19 2003, 11:51 AM, said:

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Quand les hommes vivront d'amour
Il n'y aura plus de misère
Les soldats seront troubadours
Mais nous nous serons morts mon frère

Claude Léveillée
Chi, for those of us who are French-impaired, could you tranlsate?  ;)

I get this:

When men live on love
There will be no more misery
The soldiers will be troubadours
But we will have died my brother

Edited by Rhea, 19 March 2003 - 11:07 PM.

The future is better than the past. Despite the crepehangers, romanticists, and anti-intellectuals, the world steadily grows better because the human mind, applying itself to environment, makes it better. With hands...with tools...with horse sense and science and engineering.
- Robert A. Heinlein

When I don’t understand, I have an unbearable itch to know why. - RAH


Everything is theoretically impossible, until it is done. One could write a history of science in reverse by assembling the solemn pronouncements of highest authority about what could not be done and could never happen.  - RAH

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Posted 19 March 2003 - 11:03 PM

"Over The Hills And Far Away", a traditional song of the British red coat.

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Here's forty shillings on the drum
For those who'll volunteer to come
To 'list and fight the foe today.
Over the hills and far away.

(Chorus)
O'er the hills and o'er the main.
Through Flanders, Portugal and Spain.
King George commands and we obey.
Over the hills and far away.

When duty calls me I must go
To stand and face another foe.
But part of me will always stray
Over the hills and far away.

If I should fall to rise no more,
As many comrades did before,
Then ask the fifes and drums to play.
Over the hills and far away.

Then fall in lads behind the drum,
With colours blazing like the sun.
Along the road to come-what may.
Over the hills and far away.


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Posted 19 March 2003 - 11:26 PM

Since we've been hearing about the 8 pm deadline today, this song came to mind when I saw Zack's post:
______________________________

Barry McGuire
Eve of Destruction

The Eastern world, it is explodin',
Violence flarin', bullets loadin'.
You're old enough to kill, but not for votin',
You don't believe in war -- but what's that gun you're totin'?
An' even the Jordan river has bodies floatin'.
But you tell me, over and over and over again, my friend,
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
Don't you understand what I'm tryin' to say,
An' can't you feel the fears I'm feelin' today?
If the button is pushed, there's no runnin' away,
There'll be no one to save, will the world in a grave.
Take a look around you, boy, it's bound to scare you, boy.
An' you tell me, over and over and over again, my friend,
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Yeah, my blood's so mad feels like coagulatin',
I'm sittin' here just contemplatin'.
I can't twist the truth, it knows no regulation,
Handful of senators don't pass legislation,
An' marches alone can't bring integration
When human respect is disintegratin',
This whole crazy world is just too frustratin'.
An' you tell me, over and over and over again, my friend,
Ah, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.

Think of all the hate there is in Red China,
Then take a look around to Selma, Alabama.
Ah, you may leave here for four days in space,
But when you return it's the same ol' place,
The poundin' of the drums, the pride an' disgrace.
You can bury your dead, but don't leave a trace.
Hate your next-door neighbor, but don't forget to say grace,
An' tell me, over and over and over again, my friend,
You don't believe we're on the eve of destruction,
No, no, you don't believe we're on the eve of destruction.
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Posted 20 March 2003 - 12:03 AM

^That would make two of us, for the same reason.  I feel about two hundred years old today. {{{{{{{{{{Bella}}}}}}}}}}
The future is better than the past. Despite the crepehangers, romanticists, and anti-intellectuals, the world steadily grows better because the human mind, applying itself to environment, makes it better. With hands...with tools...with horse sense and science and engineering.
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When I don’t understand, I have an unbearable itch to know why. - RAH


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Posted 20 March 2003 - 12:11 AM

I'm quite fond of the last line from "Black Hawk Down":

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Nobody has to be a hero.  Just sometimes turns out that way.

And Metallica, of all people, have written some actually quite perceptive songs on the topic:

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Make us fight on the hill in the early day,
Constant chill deep inside;
Sounding gun, on they run through the endless fray,
On they fight, are they right? Yes, but who's to say?
For a hill men would kill, why?  They do not know.
Stiffened wounds test their pride.
Men of five, still alive through the raging glow
Gone insane from the pain that they surely know.

For whom the bell tons
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls

Take a look to the sky just before you die
It is the last time he will
Blackened roar massive roar fills the crumbling sky
Shattered goal fills his soul with a ruthless cry
Stranger now, are his eyes, to this mystery
He hears the silence so loud
Crack of dawn, all is gone except the will to be
Now they see what will be, blinded eyes to see

For whom the bell tolls
Time marches on
For whom the bell tolls

For Whom The Bell Tolls

Disposable Heroes is even better, but it's a bit too long.
Miscellaneous ramblings and utter negativity - my LJ

You are not free, whose liberty is won by other, more righteous souls.  You are merely protected.  You suck the honourable man dry and offer nothing in return.  Now, the time has come for you to pay for that freedom, and you will pay in the currency of honest toil and human blood."

Inquisitor Czevak, Address to the Council of Ryanti.  

And no less true for being fictional.


Two ears, one mouth.  Use them in that ratio.

#20 Blondie

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Posted 20 March 2003 - 12:33 AM

e e cummings

"i sing of Olaf glad and big
whose warmest heart recoiled at war:
a conscientious object-or

his wellbelov'd colonel(trig
westpointer most succinctly bred)
took erring Olaf soon in hand;
but--though an host of overjoyed
noncoms(first knocking on the head
him)do through icy waters roll
that helplessness which others stroke
with brushes recently employed
anent this muddy toiletbowl,
while kindred intellects evoke
allegiance per blunt instruments--
Olaf(being to all intents
a corpse and wanting any rag
upon what God unto him gave)
responds,without getting annoyed
"I will not kiss your f*ck*ng flag"

straightway the silver bird looked grave
(departing hurriedly to shave)

but--though all kinds of officers
(a yearning nation's blueeyed pride)
their passive prey did kick and curse
until for wear their clarion    
voices and boots were much the worse,
and egged the firstclassprivates on
his rectum wickedly to tease
by means of skilfully applied
bayonets roasted hot with heat--
Olaf(upon what were once knees)
does almost ceaselessly repeat
"there is some sh*t I will not eat"

our president,being of which
assertions duly notified        
threw the yellowsonofabitch
into a dungeon,where he died

Christ(of His mercy infinite)
i pray to see;and Olaf,too

preponderatingly because
unless statistics lie he was
more brave than me:more blond than you."

Great works like this make me wish there really was another way...
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