James Kirkup's Poetry: No Men Are Foreign

James Kirkup's Poetry: No Men Are Foreign


James Kirkup's Poetry: No Men Are Foreign


Remember, no men are strange, no countries foreign
Beneath all uniforms, a single body breathes

Like ours: the land our brothers walk uponIs earth
Is like this, in which we all shall lie.
They, too, are aware of sun and air and water,

Are fed by peaceful harvests, by war's long winter starv'd.
Their hands are ours, and in their lines, we read

Labor is not different from our own.
Remember they have eyes like ours that wake

Or sleep, and strength that can be won
By love. In every land is a common life
That all can recognize and understand.

Let us remember, whenever we are told
To hate our brothers, it is ourselves
That we shall dispossess, betray, condemn.

Remember, we who take arms against each other.
It is the human earth that we defile.
Our hells of fire and dust outrage the innocence

Of air that is everywhere our own.
Remember, no men are foreign, and no countries strange.


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