War Poetry

iraqiindesert2.jpgNicholas D. Kristof’s column in the New York Times on Monday really touched me and I’ve been thinking about it ever since. Last month, he invited his readers to send poems for his second Iraq Poetry Contest and published some of the most moving two days ago. One, by a fourth grade student in the South Bronx, Raphael Sosa, is chilling:

I feel sad.
my friends are angry;
I’m scared.

how did my father die?
who killed him?

my father has died.
the tv tells me we won
but my father died.

my father is dead.

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6 responses to “War Poetry

  1. How could there be anything more to say. No one is winning. anything.

  2. Sorry, Kid, Americans killed your Dad. Armchair warriors with the gleam of Empire in their eyes. Spineless jellyfish who continue to vote for parasites killed your Dad. I’m truly sorry for your loss. It’s a loss for us all. I mourn the loss of America.

  3. The results of the poll are evidence for devolution.

    The fact that such a large percentage of morons still survives is evidence that the theory of evolution needs some tweaking !

  4. Pingback: Dissidência » Poesia da semana

  5. Hello

    Great book. I just want to say what a fantastic thing you are doing! Good luck!

    Bye

  6. a war mongering militaristic society killed your father and many more fathers will die at the hands of this madman.so brace yourself world for the next adolf bush

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