trueten.de

"Wenn ich mit meiner Relativitätstheorie recht behalte, werden die Deutschen sagen, ich sei Deutscher, und die Franzosen, ich sei Weltbürger. Erweist sich meine Theorie als falsch, werden die Franzosen sagen, ich sei Deutscher, und die Deutschen, ich sei Jude." Albert Einstein

Mary Gilmore: War

War

Out in the dust he lies;
Flies in his mouth,
Ants in his eyes ...

I stood at the door
Where he went out;
Full-grown man,
Ruddy and stout;

I heard the march
Of the trampling feet,
Slow and steady
Come down the street;

The beat of the drum
Was clods on the heart,
For all that the regiment
Looked so smart!

I heard the crackle
Of hasty cheers
Run like the breaking
Of unshed tears,

And just for a moment,
As he went by,
I had sight of his face,
And the flash of his eye.

He died a hero's death,
They said,
When they came to tell me
My boy was dead;

But out in the street
A dead dog lies;
Flies in his mouth,
Ants in his eyes.

- Mary Gilmore, ihre Werke sind leider nur als teure Reprints (1, 2, 3) erhältlich.

Quelle: behind their lines

Trackbacks

Trackback specific URI for this entryTrackback URL

Comments

Add Comment

E-Mail addresses will not be displayed and will only be used for E-Mail notifications.
To leave a comment you must approve it via e-mail, which will be sent to your address after submission.
Enclosing asterisks marks text as bold (*word*), underscore are made via _word_.
BBCode format allowed