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The Power of Words: Witnesses to Loss
From the documentary Poetry in Wartime, released today:
Death is easy to pronounce.
He deserved to die.
They ought to be shot.
Hanging's too good for him.
The words fall glib.
Throwaway lines
sentencing them to death.
Distant observer,
you speak without guilt, or fear
of misplaced allegiances.
You just need something to say,
that's all.
The right sentiment, rightly declared
whichever way your loyalties blow
in the gust of the smokefilled air.
A country burns.
The death-dealers deserved to die, you say.
Death is...
(Chattarji 2003)
Have a statement about the war? You may publish your own poem or coordinate a screening at Voices in Wartime, a public forum for the discussion of art in humanities.
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