Suicide In The Trenches

Mercredi 7 mai 2008

Siegfried Sassoon (1886–1967). Counter-Attack and Other Poems. 1918.

Suicide In The Trenches

I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,
And whistled early with the lark.

In winter trenches, cowed and glum,	5
With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
He put a bullet through his brain.
No one spoke of him again. . . . .
You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by,	10
Sneak home and pray you’ll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go.

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