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Carl Sandburg - Killers

I AM singing to you
Soft as a man with a dead child speaks;
Hard as a man in handcuffs,
Held where he cannot move:

Under the sun
Are sixteen million men,
Chosen for shining teeth,
Sharp eyes, hard legs,
And a running of young warm blood in their wrists.

And a red juice runs on the green grass;
And a red juice soaks the dark soil.
And the sixteen million are killing. . . and killing
and killing.

I never forget them day or night:
They beat on my head for memory of them;
They pound on my heart and I cry back to them,
To their homes and women, dreams and games.

I wake in the night and smell the trenches,
And hear the low stir of sleepers in lines--
Sixteen million sleepers and pickets in the dark:
Some of them long sleepers for always,

Some of them tumbling to sleep to-morrow for always,
Fixed in the drag of the world's heartbreak,
Eating and drinking, toiling. . . on a long job of
killing.
Sixteen million men.

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Poet: Carl Sandburg
Poem: 1. Killers
Volume: Chicago Poems
- War Poems (1914-1915)
Year: Published/Written in 1914

Comment 2 of 2, added on August 4th, 2014 at 5:02 PM.
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ELU3dg A big thank you for your article post.Really thank you! Much obliged.

crorkz from Ethiopia
Comment 1 of 2, added on January 18th, 2007 at 3:29 PM.

I like the way he talking about killing but using it in personification. it was a great poem

Leneir Johnson from United States

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