Classic and Contemporary Poetry
TO PEACE, by W. W. M. First Line: We are the dead Last Line: Make green thy fields for us, and bring us tears and laughter? Subject(s): Death; Military; Peace; Social Protest; War; Women; Dead, The | ||||||||
We are the Dead. Give ear, O Peace! A thousand thousand empty hearths And wives un-husbanded And children fatherless, cry out to thee: Be it not said Thou hast forgotten why these tears are shed: Have we not borne a share Of the intolerable burden and despair? II We are the maimed: Take heed, O Peace! We laid upon thine altar stone A gift that burned and flamed To Heaven's high door: but darkness and despair Hedge us about. And pain has come, and weariness, and doubt: Come thou to our release Surely thou bringest healing in thy wings, O Peace! III The women, we, Hearken, O Peace! What treasure, with far-looking eyes, Did we not yield for thee: Did we not trust thee wholly? and ourselves We put away Through every counted hour of every day: Share thou our bosoms' pain. Share thou our sacrifice; be partner in our gain. IV And we, unborn, O Peace, O Peace! Immortal silence fences round Beyond all bond or bound. The little hands, outstretched, that never clasp; The little feet That run but may not reach to love and greet: Canst thou, O Peace, hereafter Make green thy fields for us, and bring us tears and laughter? | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A FRIEND KILLED IN THE WAR by ANTHONY HECHT FOR JAMES MERRILL: AN ADIEU by ANTHONY HECHT TARANTULA: OR THE DANCE OF DEATH by ANTHONY HECHT CHAMPS D?ÇÖHONNEUR by ERNEST HEMINGWAY NOTE TO REALITY by TONY HOAGLAND THE PORTENT by HERMAN MELVILLE |
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