Lest We Forget


This is the final stanza of the poem by the mighty, Wilfred Owen, Dulce Est Decorum Est, written circa 1917.

It is stark and hauntingly beautiful, and encapsulates for me the filth and the futility of armed conflict. I urge you to read it in its entirety and to marvel at the great man’s passion and dexterity with words. For you see, he knew what it was to experience the sudden panic of blindness, and to feel the invisible hands of mustard gas at his throat, slowly choking the life from his body.

Remember them.

If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil’s sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old Lie; Dulce et Decorum est
Pro patria mori.



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6 responses to “Lest We Forget

  1. This was a great poem, what was that last part? “Dulce et Decorum est Pro patria mori” something to do about dying for you´re country I believe……
    But armed conflict is inevitable, is part of life and as bad as this is going to sound is a necessary part of life. Having been myself in two screwed up countries I have no regrets. And children now are going to school after we got there and took care of the crazy nutjobs who would not let them go to school, and women are more free. And why did I do that? I was young, broke, wanted adrenaline, and the army was perfect for my situation at the time. Never regret it, never will, saw the missery and all that goes with war. Yet again, the guys I was with, they are the greatest bastards you would ever find. There is also a poem-quote from Shakespear that i like ” Until the end of the world, we and it shall be shall be remembered. We few , we band of brothers. For he who shed his blood with me shall be my brother” The only one who will remeber until the end of the world is us really, people who never been it will never really understand, they will make their political statements and all that, and they should good for them be it one way or the other. We used to joke around that why in the world are people protesting when it´s us in this “cool” vacation. Never gave the politcal thing much though, just pointless. Black humour, harrasing each other until no end, but those guys put their lives in danger for the others, so the part of shakespeare of being brothers…hell, even the ones that I didn´t get along while in my country they did their job there and that means putting their life´s at risk and some never returned to the great land of the wild bulls…some people call it Spain. I just more cool.


  2. Reblogged this on mikesteeden and commented:
    No humour this time – but truly worth reading and absorbing.

    Liked by 1 person


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