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  77.     

Morphine

(If your lover is the drug, it's no wonder you're so numb.)

If the reverend takes those left alive,
Who will stay to help me die?
No one in this world.
No one in this world.

All these things I hear them saying,
Are they true, or are they playing, now?
I don't want to know.
I don't want to know.

I'm just a mere incantation in this world of morphine.
If no one's murdered, nothing's gained.
Dreaming of the world of empty satisfaction.
If no one's murdered, you can't feel the pain.

The moribund lover's going fast,
Trying to grip what will not last.
He is almost gone.
He is almost gone.

With a murky sweetness on his tongue,
With her lips she stole his lungs, now.
He will never know.
He will never know.

He's just a mere incantation in this world of morphine.
If no one's murdered, nothing's gained.
All alone with their empty satisfaction.
If no one's murdered, you won't feel the pain.

Oh, that sweet drug you took to hide the fact that
You were hurt and under attack, then.
You were so close, but still to far from those:

Mere incantations in this world of morphine.
If no one's murdered, nothing's gained.
Lying numb with an empty satisfaction.
If no one's murdered, I can't feel the pain.
 
Shalyn Stachmus

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  78.     

The Ballad Of Oscar Romero

His only crime was to live good and decent
And the day he was murdered a dream was destroyed
He stood by El Salvador's poor and downtrodden
And he lived for the people and for them he died.

History will be kind to Oscar Romero
And memories of him won't fade with passage of time
And may God in his forgiveness forgive the man's killers
If they seek forgiveness for their awful crime.

History will be kinder to Oscar Romero
More to those than who took his life away
His only crime was to stand by the people
But look at the price the great man had to pay.

Murdered in church where he often did worship
And where all of his people assembled to pray
El Salvador has it's black days of sorrow
But death of Romero still it's blackest day.

Murdered because he spoke for oppressed people
Murdered because of the truth that he spoke
He spoke for human rights, freedom and justice
And by torture and beatings he could not be broke.

They gave to El Salvador a great martyr
Oscar Romero is to be a saint
He died because he spoke out for his people
And only the purest can die free of taint.

His is a story for bards and for writers
Here is a man who deserve all his fame
And those who came and murdered him in his chapel
Gave to Romero an immortal name.

His only crime was to live good and decent
And the day he was murdered a dream was destroyed
He stood by El Salvador's poor and downtrodden.
And he lived for the people and for them he died.
 
Francis Duggan

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  79.     

The Young Soldier

It is not death
Without hereafter
To one in dearth
Of life and its laughter,

Nor the sweet murder
Dealt slow and even
Unto the martyr
Smiling at heaven:

It is the smile
Faint as a (waning) myth,
Faint, and exceeding small
On a boy's murdered mouth.
 
Wilfred Owen

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  80.     

Battlefield

Yielding clod lulls iron off to sleep
bloods clot the patches where they oozed
rusts crumble
fleshes slime
sucking lusts around decay.
Murder on murder blinks
in childish eyes.
 
August Stramm

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