Thursday, June 10, 2004

Kristof: Poems of Blood and Anger

The New York Times > Opinion > Op-Ed Columnist: Poems of Blood and Anger:
Knock the dust off your boots, my boy,
It's time to ride again.
The frontier has gone restless now
And we must crush this rebellion. . . .
These people understand only violence,
So let's give it to 'em now.
We'll ride 'em down like Cherokee;
We'll trample 'em like Pueblo.
These savages are ruthless;
They understand no law.
So we'll pick up our Peacemakers,
And shoot 'em like Choctaw. . . .
Rally round the flag, my boy,
And grab your rifle, too.
The Red Man's turned Brown, my boy,
And there's a lot of peacemaking to do.

granted it's not literary genius, but i thought this anonymous poem from a second lieutenant was worth spreadin' around.