vineri, 19 decembrie 2008

The Box
Kendrew Lascelles

Once upon a time, in the land of hushabye,
they came across a sort of box,
bound up with chains, and locked with locks,
and labelled
"KINDLY DO NOT TOUCH - IT'S WAR"

A decree was issued all about,
all with a flourish and a shout,
and a gaily coloured mascot,
tripping lightly on before.

"Don't fiddle with this deadly box,
or break the chains, or pick the locks,
and please - don't ever mess around
with WAR".

Well, the children understood -
children happen to be good,
and they were just as good
around the wond'rous days of yore.
They didn't try to pick the locks,
or break into the deadly box,
THEY never tried to play about
with WAR.

Mommies didn't either,
Sisters, Aunts, Grannies neither,
'cause they were quiet, and sweet, and pretty
in those wond'rous days of yore.
Well, much the same as now,
and not the ones to blame somehow
for opening up that deadly box of WAR.

But someone did.
Someone battered in the lid,
and spilled the insides out across the floor.
A sort of bouncy, bumpy, ball
Made up of guns and flags and all
the tears and horror and the death
that goes along
with WAR.

Well, it bounced right out -
and went bashing all about
and bumping everything in store;
and what was sad, and most unfair,
is that it didn't really seem to care
much who it bumped
or whyor whator for.

It bumped the children mainly -
and I'll tell you this quite plainly
It bumps them every day
and what is more
It leaves them dead, and burned and dying
THOUSANDS of them, sick and crying
'cause when it bumps -
it's really, very sore.

But there's a way to stop the ball,
it isn't difficult at all
All it takes is wisdom, and I'm absolutely sure,
We could get it back into the box
and bind the chains and lock the locks..............

But no-one seems to want
to save the children anymore.
Well, that's the way it all appears,
'cause it's been bouncin' round for years and years -
in spite of all the wisdom wizzed,
since those wond'rous days of yore....

And the time they came across that box,
bound up with chains,and locked with locks
And labelled
"KINDLY DO NOT TOUCH - IT'S WAR"

2 comentarii:

  1. sper că, pe lângă poezie, artă şi site-uri ai să-ţi găseşti timp să vii de sărbători la Vatra Dornei, ştii că vreau să-mi fsci proiectul de pensiune. te-am tot sunat, iar ţi-ai pierdut telefonul? adresa ta de mail nici n-o am, a descoperit fiu-meu două site-uri de-ale tale. sună-mă.

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  2. uite ca te-am gasit si pe asta. mi-am inchis mobilele pentru ca, pe lana proiecte acum incerc sa-mi pun la punct blog-urile si site-urile si - fiind incepator - imi ia cam mult timp. am sa te sun, dar stii ca eu am programul ca neoamenii, lucrez noaptea si dorm ziua.

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