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Sadness Twilights Sadness

I saw Vietnam
an innocent country
bound up and gagged
by bullets and napalm
only on news shows:
An electronic flickering
of black and white villages
raped by fires,
filtered over to America
through a cameras eye.
English-speaking voices
impersonal and staccato,
droned on over gunfire
as wild eyed, quivering families
darted from their huts-
(bomb-split) many of them gnawed at
by suicide and death,
into a sky of black rain.
I tuned out the sound
and watched the running,
the grey blood in silence,
as my perceptions whispered to me
that this was rote injustice,
an historical turmoil
that seemed to be the end of life itself.

25-Feb-2001

More By  :  Linda Etheridge

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