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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
PARADOX, by BENJAMIN FRANCIS MUSSER
First Line: We are a regiment, whose martial cry
Last Line: Your own slain march at our side.
Subject(s): Contrariness; Military; Pacifism; Peace; Social Protest; Soldiers; War; Peace Movements
First Line: We are a regiment, whose martial cry
Last Line: Your own slain march at our side.
Subject(s): Contrariness; Military; Pacifism; Peace; Social Protest; Soldiers; War; Peace Movements
We are a regiment, whose martial cry
Is the cry of peace! Above war's puppet dead
Our avenging banner trails across the sky,
Till the sky itself streams red.
For each bewildered soldier flung to your foe,
For every godlike man you force to a gun,
A comrade joins our army, to overthrow
Your war till our war be won.
Trampling your law that kills, our steady tread
Is matched by a ghostly echo: keeping our stride,
A brother walks with each from your enemy's dead,
Your own slain march at our side.
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