!["[ca. 1945] “DARK SOLDIER” By J. A. Emanuel, 642 Ord Am Co, Mindanao, P.I. Dark soldier, where were you When evil from the sky First fell upon your countrymen Who could do naught but die? I know--you, too, were at your post, Your lifeblood ebbed away. You gave your first full measure That famed December day. Dark solder, was your manhood there At your wounded country’s side? Or, did you di savow your kin, And creep away to hide? I know, you, too, took up your harms, Beside the fair-skinned man. You bore with you your mother’s prayers And sailed to the foreign land. You were maligned, dark soldier, While you were in the fray. The onslaughts of your countrymen Beshamed the American way. Dark soldier, how did you meet your death By the hand of friend and foe? What was your prayer as you gave your life For a land that treats you so? I know your prayer, dark solider: “America, you take my sons in hand And let them live the way they plan, The way I died for them--a man.” [*For original see Subject File, Military service.] "](https://cuny.manifoldapp.org/system/resource/c/3/1/c31a79f6-40fc-47ab-b8eb-57491a52e67a/attachment/1b109f3b92937b4231e86883d753d619.jpg)
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Uploaded ![ROBERT F. KENNEDY 110 EAST 45TH STREET
NEW YORK NEW YORK 10017
United States Senate
June 30, 1967
James A. Emanuel
Asst. Professor
405 Nuber Avenue
Mount Vernon, New York 10553
Dear MR. Emanuel:
Thank you for your letter. I regret the
delay in my reply.
I have requested Mr. Joel Pelcyger of my New
York office to contact you to discuss the matter
about which you wrote, and he should be contacting
you in the next few days.
Sincerely,
[signature]
Robert F. Kennedy](https://cuny.manifoldapp.org/system/resource/1/d/d/1dd45848-e934-4fc1-899f-4d38e954be53/attachment/075dfc233deead019fa082c1dc6f438f.jpg)
Letter from Senator Robert F. Kennedy
Letter to Senator Robert F. Kennedy
Letter to James G. Spady March 17 1983
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[*”At Bay”: Using the images common to a confrontation between police and a lawbreaker, this poem examines the feelings of the “underdog”.*]
At Bay
My sirens
Ain’t never stopped screamin’
My searhlights
Ain’t got to no sky
My pistol
Ain’t hung up for dreamin’
My tear gas
Ain’t made nobody cry.
Come on, cops.
Ain’t but one way
To live and to die.
1966
1968
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[*I Touched the Hand of a Solider Dead: an anti-war poem set in the Philippine Islands. The sampaguita is the national flower there.*]
I touched the hand of a solider dead
On Bukidnon hill.
I touched a cold and lonely hand. [*This line reflects my seeing (I thought) a human hand in the water near Manila Bay as the troopship I had been on for 36 days, the General Anderson, neared its destination*]
It was quite still.
It looked not like an enemy,](https://cuny.manifoldapp.org/system/resource/a/3/d/a3d663c6-be19-4e1b-a1f3-83cbb38529fa/attachment/98596816ed1861884b982849fca588f0.jpg)
I Touched the Hand of a Soldier Dead (with annotations) 1
Firing Squads
Scarecrow: the Road to Toulouse 1
Three Chores, One Country Day 3
Scarecrow: the Road to Toulouse 2
WHITE-BELLY JUSTICE 1