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  RICHARD BETTS (December 8,1964)
 
 
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  25.     

Guilt

How did I manage to make it?
How did I somehow survive?
I look at the others who perished,
And I ask myself, 'Why? '

Why was I so fortunate?
Why not me instead of them?
I often see their faces,
A silent roll call of our dead.

Nighttime is the hardest,
For my slumber is less than kind.
And carrying around these questions,
Weighs heavily on my mind.

Sleep comes hard, but when I sleep,
I always dream in red.
And lying there in the fields,
Are the scattered bodies of my friends.

When I walk by any garden,
All the flowers seem to wilt,
As if they are being crushed
By the weight of all my guilt.
 
Richard Betts
   
 

   
   
 

  26.     

Hide

It seems the more I seek,
The less I find.
The more I search,
The more you hide.

The more I question,
The less I understand.
The more I reach out,
The less I find your hand.

The more I read the writings,
The more I am bemused.
The more I hear the preaching,
The more I am confused.

The more I look for light,
The harder to find the sun.
The more I look for goodness,
The darker the skies become.

The more I look your way,
The more frightening is the violence.
The louder I scream,
The more maddening is your silence.
 
Richard Betts
   
 

   
   
 

  27.     

Justice

We blindfold you,
so you know not what we do.

So you cannot see
how we distort and bludgeon the truth.

I know why Justice is blind,
And why she has no rebuke.

For if she could see
all we do and say, she would turn around...

and puke.
 
Richard Betts
   
 

   
   
 

  28.     

Laugh

Oh, these politicians make me laugh
With their casual talk of war.
They say diplomacy has been exhausted,
And armed conflict is the cure.

They can beat their drums
And pound their chests.
Because their children will be spared
The horrors that befall the rest.

Oh, these politicians make me laugh,
Because, otherwise, all I would do is cry.
As I watch another generation,
March off to kill and die.
 
Richard Betts
   
 
 
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