Song of the Week: “Iron” by Woodkid

This song does not let me feel at ease about living in an era addicted to war.

Woodkid’s portrayal of a solider echoes a changing approach to the tragic jubilees of nationalism. We are cast from home, cold, fighting, but, “I want to feel the pain and the bitter taste / of the blood on my lips … again.” The determined voice carries the listener into the psyche that “wants” these tortures.

As soldiers rise to fight, the music moves from fanfare to a tribal chant that encourages and narrates pain from running to war, away from home. The smells, tastes, and sounds of a soldier’s identity intensify Woodkid’s prophetic war. But we don’t exactly see the war; we only listen to its iron, thunderous drums, and marching. We don’t want so see the war, though. We don’t want to see the war.

-RJ Ingram

RJ Ingram studies poetry at Saint Mary’s College of California. He works as a social media editor of Omnidawn Publishing and assistant poetry editor of Mary: a journal of new writing. His poems have appeared in or are forthcoming from Ilk Journal, Alice Blue Review, and Mixed Fruit among others.

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