DULCE ET DECORUM EST -Wilfred Owen (1893-1918) Famous Poet

The truth about war – old men and women send young men and women to suffer and die terrible deaths to feed the profit machine of the military-industrial complex. No more wars!


Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on , blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tried, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.

Gas! GAS! Quick, boys!–An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling,
And flound’ring like a man in fire or lime . . .
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,

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2 thoughts on “DULCE ET DECORUM EST -Wilfred Owen (1893-1918) Famous Poet

    1. Yup, my belief exactly. If you want to declare war, pal, you go ahead. But just understand that you’ll be right out front, on the field, facing the reality. I rather think that would put the kybosh on wars straight away, don’t you, Ann?


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