To whom it may concern

To whom it may concern, a poem by Adrian Mitchel written in 1964

I was run over by the truth one day.
Ever since the accident I’ve walked this way
  So stick my legs in plaster
  Tell me lies about Vietnam.

Heard the alarm clock screaming with pain,
Couldn’t find myself so I went back to sleep again
  So fill my ears with silver
  Stick my legs in plaster
  Tell me lies about Vietnam.

Every time I shut my eyes all I see is flames
Made a marble phone book and I carved all the names
 So coat my eyes with butter
  Fill my ears with silver
  Stick my legs in plaster
  Tell me lies about Vietnam.

I smell something burning, hope it’s just my brains.
They’re only dropping peppermints and daisy-chains
  So stuff my nose with garlic
  Coat my eyes with butter
  Fill my ears with silver
  Stick my legs in plaster
  Tell me lies about Vietnam.

Where were you at the time of the crime?
Down by the Cenotaph* drinking slime
  So chain my tongue with whisky
  Stuff my nose with garlic
  Coat my eyes with butter
  Fill my ears with silver
  Stick my legs in plaster
  Tell me lies about Vietnam.

You put your bombers in, you put your conscience out,
You take the human being and you twist it all about
  So scrub my skin with women,
  Chain my tongue with whisky
  Stuff my nose with garlic
  Coat my eyes with butter
  Fill my ears with silver
  Stick my legs in plaster
  Tell me lies about Vietnam.

Images

WAR IRAQ INJURED BOY, originally uploaded by r.karthikeyantamil

iraq, originally uploaded by soldiersmediacenter.

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