POETRY FORMAT, 28 Apr 2014
No one has asked me, but if they did
like Pilate I’d wash my hands of it.
They want a war? Let them have
their war. They want to bomb cities?
I won’t stand in their way.
Was I supposed to run around Serbia
catching missiles and throwing them in the water?
History may condemn me as a cop-out artist.
I’d condemn myself, but NATO assures me
that civilian casualties are an unavoidable cost
that must be paid, that their sacrifice
will be consecrated by peace.
So I envision erecting a shrine for each martyr
constructed of rubble and missile scrap.
I do not anticipate the victims’ resurrection
or my own. What I expect is
that we will repeat this pageant,
that it will become our state religion,
and I’ll become a whiskey priest.
Tom Greening: “I engage in five professional activities:
Faculty Member at Saybrook University
Private Practice of Psychotherapy
Clinical Professor of Psychology, UCLA
International Editor of the Journal of Humanistic Psychology
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