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Thinking About the Poem“…Whenever We Are Told to Hate Our Brothers…” When Do You Think this Happens?Why? Who ‘Tells’ Us? Should We Do as We Are Told at Such Times? What Does the Poet Say? - English (Moments)

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Thinking about the Poem

“…whenever we are told to hate our brothers…” When do you think this happens?
Why? Who ‘tells’ us? Should we do as we are told at such times? What does the poet say?

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Whenever there is war, leaders tell people to hate the other country. They tell us to do so because of their personal gains. But we should not act as a puppet in their hands and do as they say. We should understand that war is futile and analyses the situation before jumping to conclusions.. The poet says that if we fight against them, we kill and condemn ourselves.

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Chapter 6.2: No Men Are Foreign (poem) - Thinking about the Poem [Page 81]

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Chapter 6.2 No Men Are Foreign (poem)
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