God Bless America

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God Bless America

Here they go again,
The Yanks in their armoured parade
Chanting their ballads of joy
As they gallop across the big world
Praising America's God.

The gutters are clogged with the dead
The ones who couldn't join in
The others refusing to sing
The ones who are losing their voice
The ones who've forgotten the tune.

The riders have whips which cut.
Your head rolls onto the sand
Your head is a pool in the dirt
Your head is a stain in the dust
Your eyes have gone out and your nose
Sniffs only the pong of the dead
And all the dead air is alive
With the smell of America's God.

Harold Pinter, January 2003.
- Pinter's lecture as winner of this year's Nobel Prize for Literature.
- Pinter's website.
- Harold Pinter's Timeline.

Comments

  1. Only a fool would blame God for pain, sickness, suffering, and death. The last time I looked, it was human ego that operates with fear, anger, revulsion, hatred and and the need to initiate atrocities.

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  2. Really? My experience was a little bit different from yours. The last time I looked, the human ego that operates with fear, anger, revulsion, hatred and needs to initiate atrocities invented god to justify his actions.

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