Thursday, April 15, 2010

a "found poem" of sorts

At a recent Veterans for Peace meeting, a member shared this poem... It touched me, so I wanted to share it here:

Directions to the Armorer
by Elder Olson

All right, armorer,
Make me a sword-
Not too sharp,
A bit hard to draw,
And of cardboard, preferably.
On second thought, stick
An eraser on the handle.
Somehow I always
Clobber the wrong guy.

Make me a shield with
Insignia. I'm often
A little vague
As to which side I'm on,
What battle I'm in.
And listen, make it
A trifle flimsy,
Not too hard to pierce.
I'm not absolutely sure
I want to win.

Make the armor itself
As tough as possible,
But on a reverse
Principle: don't
Worry about its
Saving my hide;
Just fix it to give me
Some sort of protection-
Any sort of protection-
From a possible enemy