218 .- And again ..... as before 
| End and beginning (Wislawa Szymborska )
After every war someone has to
clean.
not alone to sort things
I say.
Someone should lay the debris
the ditch so they can spend
cars full of corpses.
Someone should get
the mud, ash,
docks sofas,
glass chips
and bloody rags.
Someone has to drag a beam
to shore up a wall,
someone put a glass in the window
and the door on its hinges.
That's photogenic has little
and takes years.
All cameras are gone
another war.
| A
rebuild bridges and new stations.
tattered sleeves be
of both roll up our sleeves.
Someone with a broom in the hands
still remember how it was. Someone will listen
nodding in place.
But around
start
be some who are bored.
still be
who sometimes found among weeds
arguments bitten by rust,
and take the pile of garbage.
Those who knew what it was here thing
have to leave their
to those who know little.
And unless bit. Even
practically nothing.
on the grass that covers
causes and consequences
sure someone will be lying,
with a pin between his teeth,
watching the clouds.
|
Is war a failure of intelligence?
Is there a "just war"?
"War and justice are two diametrically opposed terms?
0 comments:
Post a Comment