Armistice Day 2016 Poem
THE GIRL IN THE PICTURE
Doug Rawlings
for Phan Thi Kim Phuc
"Whatever you run from becomes your shadow."-- traditional
If you're a namvet, a survivor of sorts,
she'll come for you across the decades
casting a shadow in the dying light of your dreams,
naked and nine, terror in her eyes
Of course you will have to ignore her --
if you wish to survive over the years --
but then your daughters will turn nine
and then your granddaughters nine
As the shadows lengthen.
So, you will have no choice on that one night
screaming down the Ridge Road, lights off,
under a full moon, she standing in the middle of the road,
still naked and nine, terror in her eyes
Now you must stop to pick her up, to carry her back
home to where she came from, to that gentle
village where the forgiving and the forgiven
gather at high noon. There are no shadows.
-- Doug Rawlings
Doug Rawlings
Veterans For Peace
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