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George Amabile

Winnipeg, Canada

George Amabile’s work has appeared in The Penguin Book of Canadian Verse, Saturday Night, The New Yorker, Harper's, Poetry (Chicago), American Poetry Review, Poetry Australia, Sur (Buenos Aires), Poetry Canada Review, and Canadian Literature. He has published eight books, edited two magazines and won two national prizes.


Crimes against Humanity

They are only crimes if you lose
the war. If you win
they are courageous decisions
like Hiroshima, Nagasaki. No other
country has ever exploded nuclear weapons
of mass destruction among civilians before
or after the U. S. A. This is a sign
of our time-tested genius
for innovation, which we’re proud of, also
it saved lives. How many lives
did Osama bin Laden save by destroying
the World Trade Center? If he stopped
Commerce for even one day
it was thousands, but they
don’t count, they’re invisible
like “the disappeared” in San Salvador,
Guatemala, Panama, Chile, like the victims
of our friends, those defenders of freedom,
those strong leaders, Baby Doc,
Papa Doc, Pinochet and Marcos, Mobutu, Batista
and the War Lords of Afghanistan, the ones
who reminded Reagan of our founding fathers,
and made The Taliban look like saints
or saviours. Then there’s our old pal, our buddy,
Saddam Hussein, whom we armed to the teeth,
and the Shah whom Democracy died for. The list
is a long and revered Who’s Who of celebrity
terrorists we have loved and admired for half
a century and more. Not only for their style,
their impeccable manners at Summits,
but for the absolute honesty
with which they administer programs
of patient but resolute genocide, also
their take charge ability to extract information
with the most up to date technologies,
both physical and psychotropic,
from those who can’t read or write, and don’t
know anything. We’ve already begun
to emulate their firm commitment to political
stability, and have taken steps
toward a more open and widespread employment
of threats, illegal confinement, invasion
of the home, the telephone, the doctor’s office,
deadly force and its power to clear the air
of dissident voices, though we are still a bit
squeamish about these things after all our talk
in public about civil rights and the pursuit
of assets. No one believed it for a minute,
but it sounded a lot like the lies our fathers told,
and we would never contradict, even implicitly,
those giants of history who are credited
with so many deaths and so much misery, they must
be seen to have transcended the merely human.
As we contemplate these things, it becomes clear
and to our credit that The Axis of Evil has always run
through The White House, its deep
thrill charging our bones through our pockets.


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