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THREE walls around the town of Tela when I came. They expected everything of those walls; Nobody in the town came out to kiss my feet. I knocked the walls down, killed three thousand soldiers, Took away cattle and sheep, took all the loot in sight, And burned special captives. Some of the soldiers-I cut off hands and feet. Others-I cut off ears and fingers. Some-I put out the eyes. I made a pyramid of heads. I strung heads on trees circling the town. When I got through with it There wasn't much left of the town of Tela.
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Ashurnatsirpal III
THREE walls around the town of Tela when I came. They expected everything of those walls; Nobody in the town came out to kiss my feet. I knocked the walls down, killed three thousand soldiers, Took away cattle and sheep, took all the loot in sight, And burned special captives. Some of the soldiers-I cut off hands and feet. Others-I cut off ears and fingers. Some-I put out the eyes. I made a pyramid of heads. I strung heads on trees circling the town. When I got through with it There wasn't much left of the town of Tela.
Carl Sandburg
1878 - 1967/Male/American