.carry a poem.

VIETNAM

” Woman , what’s your name? ”  ” I don’t know. ”

“How old are you? Where are you from?”  “I don’t know.”

“Why did you dig that burrow?”  “I don’t know.”

“Why did you bite my finger?”  “I don’t know.”

“Do you know that we won’t hurt you ?”  “I don’t know.”

“Whose side are you on?”  “I don’t know.”

“This is war you’ve got to choose.”  “I don’t know.”

“Does your village still exist?”  “I don’t know.”

“Are those your children?”  “YES.”

by Polish poet

Wisława Szymborska

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