ModPo

ARROZ POETICA I got news yesterday from a friend of mine that all people against the war should send a bag of rice to George Bush, & on the bag we should write, "If your enemies are hungry, feed them." But to be perfectly clear, my enemies are not hungry. They are not standing in lines for food, or stretching rations, or waiting at the airports to claim the pieces of the bodies of their dead. My enemies ride jets to parties. They are not tied up in pens in Guantanamo Bay. They are not young children throwing rocks. My enemies eat meats & vegetables at tables in white houses where candles blaze, cast shadows of crosses, & flowers. They wear ball gowns & suits & rings to talk of war in neat & folded languages that will not stain their formal dinner clothes or tousle their hair. They use words like "casualties" to speak of murder. They are not stripped down to skin & made to stand barefoot in the cold or hot. They do not lose their children ...