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Namelessblob — Acceptable Loss
Published: 2009-06-01 19:13:36 +0000 UTC; Views: 612; Favourites: 10; Downloads: 38
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Raise your cups up highAs we sit in our leather chairs
Sipping our scotch
Yet another round for the cause
Which we so adamantly support
The slaughter of sons, of fathers
Bathed in nameless blood
Are our hands
But we wipe them clean
For we are here
And they are not
They are what we are not:
Just another number
Who are the ones we send to their death?
Photo of my friend (who also helped with the concept of the haiku, and some of the words).
Original file is 20x30 (huge, I know), because I was thinking about getting it printed off.
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Comments: 9
What are these things that you know about me? Help me understand what you are saying.
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im a bit confuzzled by the concept. this work is strangely emotionally and conceptually detached
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What do you mean 'strangely emotionally and conceptually detached'?
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I suppose the word adamantly and the stanza which contains it could be viewed as cruel irony.
But in knowing a couple things about the author,
It seems less ironic, and more so just cruel;
A cruel detachment
The words seem to conflict with the things I know about you. perhaps those things have changed, i do not know.
this also confuses the concept of the overall piece for me.
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If you look below you will actually see that I 'responded' to this a while ago, but didn't respond in the correct spot so it didn't send it to you. Feel free to respond to my response if you like.
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Fair enough, thanks for the fav.
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Ahh, many thanks sir, for the comment and the fav as well.
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