Prayer During Battle
by Hermann Hagedorn

Lord, in this hour of tumult,
Lord, in this night of fears,
Keep open, oh, keep open
My eyes, my ears.

Not blindly, not in hatred,
Lord, let me do my part.
Keep open, oh, keep open
My mind, my heart!

This poem disturbs me. The author seems to think of war not as a horrific failure of human morality and virtue, but more as a wearisome chore that comes along from time to time in which we all must “do our part.”

If his mind and heart were open, I don’t think he’d be there.


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