Pile the bodies high at Austerlitz and Waterloo.
Shovel them under and let me work –
I am the grass; I cover all.
And pile them high at Gettysburg
And pile them high at Ypres and Verdun.
Two years, ten years, and passengers ask the conductor:
What place is this?
Where are we now?

Carl Sandburg (1878-1967) American poet, biographer
“Grass” (1918)
Added on 21-May-08 | Last updated 21-May-08
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