Conscientious Objector Poem by Edna St. Vincent Millay
Conscientious Objector
I shall die, but
that is all that I shall do for Death.
I hear him leading his horse out of the stall;
I hear the clatter on the barn-floor.
He is in haste; he has business in Cuba,
business in the Balkans, many calls to make this morning.
But I will not hold the bridle
while he clinches the girth.
And he may mount by himself:
I will not give him a leg up.
Though he flick my shoulders with his whip,
I will not tell him which way the fox ran.
With his hoof on my breast, I will not tell him where
the black boy hides in the swamp.
I shall die, but that is all that I shall do for Death;
I am not on his pay-roll.
I will not tell him the whereabout of my friends
nor of my enemies either.
Though he promise me much,
I will not map him the route to any man's door.
Am I a spy in the land of the living,
that I should deliver men to Death?
Brother, the password and the plans of our city
are safe with me; never through me Shall you be overcome.
dis like death my u can like pown me but u aint powning anybody elsE with my help liek i mean i may be useless to do agaienst u but liike i aint helping u even If it helpin me right
I will die, yes. But I will not serve Death by killing in war, by betraying anyone who is hiding from killers. My death is inevitable, but human killing of one another is a different story. I object and refuse to participate.
I AHTE THIS PEOM I HAVE TO DO AN ESAY ON THIS FOR 25% OF MY GCSE WTF THERE IS NOTHING YOU CAN WRIGHT ABOUT THIS SO I THINK I AM JUST GOING TO SPAM IT LIKE THIS OTHER GUY DID BEFOR
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12/12/2024 11:40:07 AM # 1.0.0
THIS POEM BLOEWS THE BIG ONE I GOTTA DO A PROJECT FOR SCHOOL FO IT I HATE IT! ! !
WANKER!
WANKER!