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break of day in the trenches - the war poetry society lyrics

the darkness crumbles away
it is the same old druid time as ever
only a live thing leaps my hand
a queer sardonic rat
as i pull the parapet’s poppy
to stick behind my ear
droll rat, they would shoot you if they knew
your cosmopolitan sympathies
now you have touched this english hand
you will do the same to a german
soon, no doubt, if it be your pleasure
to cross the sleeping green between
it seems you inwardly grin as you pass
strong eyes, fine limbs, haughty athletes
less chanced than you for life
bonds to the whims of murder
sprawled in the bowels of the еarth
the torn fields of france
what do you see in our еyes
at the shrieking iron and flame
hurled through still heavens?
what quaver—what heart aghast?
poppies whose roots are in man’s veins
drop, and are ever dropping;
but mine in my ear is safe—
just a little white with the dust

- the war poetry society lyrics

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