memories of war, an anti war pantoum - A Poem by Caroline Ravenfox

memories of war, an anti war pantoum - A Poem by Caroline Ravenfox

memories of war, an anti war pantoum

By Caroline Ravenfox


memories of war, an anti war pantoum
Wickedness was how the days were fashioned.
We tried to feed the children rain,
because we were shunned
at the market, for our pain.

We tried to feed the children rain.
Rain was scarce in those days.
At the market for our pain,
we were separated, told to go our separate ways.

Rain was scarce in those days,
it was war everywhere, mountains of dying.
We were separated, told to go our separate ways.
always accused of lying.

It was war everywhere, mountains of dying.
Needless to say, the children had hunger,
always accused of lying,
it made you wonder.

Needless to say the children had hunger.
We were starving,
it made you wonder,
the soldiers wouldn't share the meat they were carving.

We all were starving,
there wasn't enough rain to go around,
the soldiers wouldn't share the meat they were carving.
We stepped over their bodies on the ground.

There wasn't enough rain to go around.
In the end, we lost our friends,
we stepped over their bodies on the ground.
We thought: "this is how it ends."

In the end we lost our friends,
because we were shunned.
We thought: "this is how it ends."
Wickedness was how the days were fashioned.

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Published by the Poets Against the War