Here you will find thePoemEx-Serviceof poet Siegfried Sassoon
Derision from the dead Mocks armamental madness. Redeem (each Ruler said) Mankind. Men died to do it. And some with glorying gladness Bore arms for earth and bled: But most went glumly through it Dumbly doomed to rue it. The darkness of their dying Grows one with War recorded; Whose swindled ghosts are crying From shell-holes in the past, Our deeds with lies were lauded, Our bones with wrongs rewarded. Dream voices these?denying Dud laurels to the last.
