Speak them loud intentionally
With heart, with soul, with tears
Attached…
Write them in notebooks
Carve them in a tree
Lovingly…
Joyfully with fingers in the sand
Declaring…
Say them in languages at the equator
At the Antarctic
South and North, East and West
But say what you mean
And mean what you say
Tell the truth
Your truth out loud for all to hear
Say your truth…
Say it loud…
Clap your hands in cadence
Write in rhyme or free verse
Put your prose on paper for eternity
Do not drop your bombs instead
Of getting mad
Anonymously from the air
Do not hide in tanks
Destroying mothers and children
Homes and gardens
From your safe vantage point
Torture is torture
No matter the method of delivery
Do not torture
Then call it peace
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very nice
I can’t remember who said it first but one of my favorite quotes on the subject is “..the first casualty of of all wars is truth….”
-can’t remember who to credit for that jewel of a quote
When I read your post there were two jewels that immediately stood out for me.
“Say then in languages at the equator”
and
“Torture is torture No matter the method of delivery Do not torture Then call it peace”
Sorry, meant to post “Say them in languages at the equator”
Very powerful, Sara. VERY powerful.
“do not torture then call it peace”
Amen sweet Sara.
Sadly, the price of peace is blood. We should never forget those who have sacrificed, and pray that our own names are remembered as well. All that is necessary for evil to flourish is for good men to do nothing. So, please God, may all those who have done something be remembered.
This is telling on so many levels. “Write them in notebooks, Carve them in a tree … Put your prose on paper for eternity” — reminds me of the lessons I learned of the Holocaust growing up: We must record the mistake of the past or we are doomed to repeat them. “Torture is torture, No matter the method of delivery … Do not torture, Then call it peace” brings us to the present and the sad realization that to a certain extent our society has indeed continued to repeat the mistakes of the past.
Sara that is beautiful and touching!
I wish i had an opinion..but i don’t.
War feels like a waste of human lives to me.
but without war where will all the hate go?
And there is the rub Shraddha. What hate? It’s a man-made emotion. I don’t believe we war because we hate. I believe we war because we have to be right. It is unique to man. Animals kill because they are hungry or they have to survive. Man kills to be right.
Reminding us what is at the heart of the matter – a heart crying out for peace and a say and to be heard – oh that we would listen to the heart rather than someone inciting some rightness and a side.
Your message spoke so loud and powerfully, Sara. I also believe that hate is man made. Even-more to the point: thought made. I think there is an expression, “war can’t teach peace, peace can.” My hope is to end the war in myself and be that peace. You have so beautifully reminded me to carry on, no matter how dark confronting the mind can be.
i re-read this poem
and i cannot keep silent anymore
it brought me to tears
because i know some people who lost their loveones because of war…
the war dries every drops of hope in this world..
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