Mysterious Humanity


I shall tell you stories about scores of troops
Sent to the distant Croatian borders
Medical soldiers of fortune with a sacred mission:
To ease the pain and cure the wounds
Of sons and daughters in genocized Bosnia
Of which a moment later one would read,
Heroic newspeaks roared by a government

“We’re healing, we’re healing!”

I must tell you stories as well about scores of troops dispatched to adjacent Aceh, Irian and Timor
Brain-washed soldiers and a holy mission:
To seek and destroy the sons and daugthers
In search of water of justice on their ancestors’ land
Of which years later one might not even discover
Traces of suppressed whispers evaporated in the air

“They’re killing, they’re killing…”


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Mysterious Humanity