by Ed Ciaccio
Dandelion Salad
Featured Writer
April 5, 2012
The children killed by war
Should haunt us forever,
Their mangled limbs,
Charred bodies,
Innocent minds,
Unreached dreams
Cursing us for our blind zeal
For revenge,
Or security,
Or defense,
Or patriotism,
Or freedom,
Or any other lazy lie we tell ourselves
To excuse the murders we do.
So we banish their photos, their faces, their shattered lives
From our TV screens and news pages.
Not seeing is willful blindness,
Never facing the awful truth
That condemns us.
Ed Ciaccio’s first book, Heartlines: Selected Personal Works 1966-2011, is now available at http://www.createspace.com/3722975 or www.amazon.com/.
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Thank you Mr. Ciaccio for reminding us of the atrocities that are being committed in all of our names. Yours is the voice of conscience and we should listen carefully.
Thanks, “Mac”. Keep spreading the truth as well.
the average is nothing more than a”good german”,their minds& bodies are fried,their hearts closed&their souls terminally ill!!!we,the awake have an enormous load to carry,we must put an end to all this insanity before the entire planet is exterminated!!! ho ka hey/it is a good time to live