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Objector

Rating: 2.6
In line at lunch I cross my fork and spoon
to ward off complicity--the ordered life
our leaders have offered us. Thin as a knife,
our chance to live depends on such a sign
while others talk and The Pentagon from the moon
is bouncing exact commands: "Forget your faith;
be ready for whatever it takes to win: we face
annihilation unless all citizens get in line."

I bow and cross my fork and spoon: somewhere
other citizens more fearfully bow
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COMMENTS
Michael Walker 31 January 2015
This is a very effective anti-war, anti-warmonger-leaders poem. I agree with the subtext of pacifism. I think Stafford is courageous and outspoken.
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John Tiong Chunghoo 25 March 2006
lovely poem. to hell a sign on the wall of austwitz
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