<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=526420" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Proposed – A Question!</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A friend a man profusely proud in uniform <br>manly beer glass firmly grasped in hand.<br>Said in solemn sincerity patriotic words addressing me.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘If there was a war. Would you fight! ’ </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Silence of serious sustained concentrated thought.<br>Seconds ticking by underline leaden heartbeats.<br>Startled mind examines defines depths determining own soul.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Answer explodes into vacuum vaporizing awaiting anticipation.<br>A single word registers upon unbelieving ears.<br>A whisper ripples across times dust deaf ears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘No.’ Silence of self realization. ‘ I wouldn’t fight.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘What kind of an attitude is that! ’ <br>‘What would happen if everyone had an attitude like that! ’ </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Silence of dumbfounding cunning unleashed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>‘There would be no wars.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Silence of time unending ticking by.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘But not everyone will think like that! ’ </div><div style="margin:10px 0">‘No. But if they did. There would be no wars.’</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Drawn forth reasoned reply as an accurate accusing answer. Unintended.<br>Reached resolute answer from resolved wisdom echoing eternal within.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Friend lamented restructuring rise. Hedonistic not. Peace Hippy Movement.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Ruin of civilian masculine hero soldier worship.<br>Galling ghost haunting decisive defeat in Vietnam.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Teenage youth so young also in uniform.<br>Destined to be a wandering war correspondent.<br>With sight seeing future giving eyes.<br>With heavy heart weighted in stone.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Watched invisible words glow in darkness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>See also two other variants of this theme, ‘Recipe For Peace’ & ‘Recipe For Peace: Reality Check’.<br></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Terence+George+Craddock">Terence George Craddock</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=526420" data-title="Proposed – A Question! de Terence George Craddock" data-description="A friend a man profusely proud in uniform manly beer glass firmly grasped in hand. Said in solemn sincerity patriotic words addressing me. ‘If there was a war. Would you fight! ’ Silence of serious sustained concentrated thought. Seconds t..."></div> </div> </div>

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