Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,

Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,

Till on the haunting flares we turned out 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 gas-shells dropping softly 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,

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

Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues,--

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The poem Dulce et Decorum est by Wilfred Owen is about the horror and the demise of the young soldiers in World War One. Owen uses many graphic images to portray to the reader how disgusting and horrific war can be, and what it is capable of. The general theme is pounded into the readers' head throughout the entire poem as an horrific waste of life. He then sums up this theme by calling the phrase "Dulce et Decorum est pro patria mori", meaning "It is good and proper to die for one's homeland", a lie.

The poem Dulce et Decorum est by Wilfred Owen is a very powerful expression of his hatred of war. It had a great effect on me personally, as I actually felt the nausea that I previously discussed. I am pleased that a poet has actually published the disgraceful and horrific things that occur at war. War was never a noble way to die, and Wilfred Owen's anti-war poem has been successful in its purpose of bringing this to our attention. He has shown us just how revolting and futile war rea

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