I want to see the thirst inside the syllables I want to touch the fire in the sound: I want to feel the darkness of the cry. I want words as rough as virgin rocks.” - Verb.
Pablo NerudaRead
Perhaps this war will pass like the others which divided us leaving us dead, killing us along with the killers but the shame of this time puts its burning fingers to our faces. Who will erase the ruthlessness hidden in innocent blood?
Interpretation
What this quote means
This quote reflects on the devastating impacts of war and the enduring shame it brings to humanity.
Pablo Neruda addresses the tragic consequences of war, emphasizing how it not only causes loss of life but also leaves an indelible mark of shame on society. He raises poignant questions about the moral responsibility to confront the hidden violence and suffering that war perpetuates, urging a reflection on the cost of conflict and the innocence lost within it.
Themes
WarShameInnocenceViolenceHumanityResponsibility
In practice
Example use cases
In a speech about the impacts of conflict on society.
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