The nature of war has completely changed over the course of the past century. From being the domain of a trained warrior caste who lived and died face to face, it has, especially in more recent times, become an exercise in technical sophistication where decisions made and actions taken at a vast distance from the field of battle determine the fate not only of combatants, but of fathers, mothers and children who happen to be in the wrong place at the wrong time.
This original piece offers a brief reflection on the senselessness, the tragedy and the dehumanisation wrought of war at a time when the great powers continue to draw down vast portions of national economies to maintain and further develop the technologies of death.
Production Notes
Music: Nico Di Stefano.
Voice: Vincent Di Stefano
Careful Now can be streamed using the media player above. A CD quality mp3 file is available for download here.
Hiroshima, mid-August 1945 |
This is the plain of lost skulls
How much blood must fallow
Before we've had enough?
This is the wall of stone faces
This is the plain of dry skulls
How much slaughter does it take
Before we've had enough?
No spear, no arrow,
No shield or sabre close at hand
Blast of cannon barely muted
Careful now
Who can remember the two small suns
that flashed and crashed and flayed a people
And who can recall those white hot suns
that trashed the cities ashed the people
In an empty triumph of stolen glory
Two wretched clouds of infernal fury
That burned all hope and poisoned the story
Careful now
We've grown too accustomed to spin and slaughter
To soft commands of deadly purpose
To haughty laughter in high places
Careful now
So let us look further let us pause longer
Let us recall those far-off places
As night draws nigh
Shape and shadow of glistening mountain,
Sibilant stream and falling fountain
Whispering water chilling wind
Gold streaked clouds at the end of the day
Remember these
As night draws nigh
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