So maudlin, with pity and pathos I stood
If someone who erred got the lashes;
If hanged, I’d weep over the ashes.
With vocal dispraise such injustice I viewed
But somehow as soon as the war-craze ensued,
When slaughter en masse was the popular mood
And corpses all over the planet were strewed,
With dumb indecision I stood.
For there was the problem of friendships and food
– One’s sympathies nobody cashes.
To dampen my conscience-clashes
The cracks in my honor I artfully glued
With unctuous lies that I hastily brewed
– And cheered just as loud as I could.
(Stephan Stephansson)
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