Napalm.

            

           (a poem about distance)

            Nice to feel the sun on your back,

            cool yourself down in the sea;

            watch the girls on the beach:

            beautiful bodies.

            Nice too, the sounds of the seaside:

            a speed-boat buzzing, 

            the tide washing onto the sand,

            children screaming.

Stop the Next War

I came across this on YouTube. It's a very poignant and striking statement against all war-making.