Saturday Poem

Making Children Behave

Do they think of me now
in those strange Asian villages
where nothing ever seemed
quite human
but myself
and my few grim friends
moving through them
in lines?

When they tell stories to their children
of the evil
that awaits misbehavior,
is it me they conjure?

by W.D. Ehrhart
from Unaccustomed Mercy / Soldier-Poets of the Vietnam War
Texas Tech University Press, 1989