Who Weeps?

One year has not erased all of the hatred that flared into gunfire on the campus of Ohio's Kent State University, or assuaged the anguish of the victims' families. On the anniversary of the tragedy, Pittsburgh's Arthur Krause cited a poem as best conveying the "essence and spirit" of his daughter Allison, one of the four students slain by Ohio National Guardsmen. Excerpts from the poem, written by Krause's friend, Manhattan Insurance Broker Peter Davies:

You, out there, you patriots of silence, what do you know of me? I who lie in this lonely " place beneath the soil, cold as the death I died for no reason nor cause except your hatred. If I could come to you whole, And let you see me. Touch me, know me. Would you then weep for me, you silent patriots? Do you hear the mournful song of a distant bird, the soft and gentle flutter of her wounded wings? Or are you so made of stone and steel no dart of love could pierce the armor of your frozen hearts? Then go, go wave your pretty flags to marching muscles and leave me with those that love me. go preach your hate; but mark me well: the day will surely come when I, in others, shall arise and bring to all of you Love and Peace.

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