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Spot on Santerme. I don't like the despair of many war poets, I like the vicious scathing anger of Kipling, couched as it is in recognition of his own shame:


THEY shall not return to us, the resolute, the young

The eager and whole-hearted whom we gave:

But the men who left them thriftily to die in their own dung,

Shall they come with years and honour to the grave?


They shall not return to us, the strong men coldly slain

In sight of help denied from day to day:

But the men who edged their agonies and chide them in their pain,

Are they too strong and wise to put away?


Our dead shall not return to us while Day and Night divide?

Never while the bars of sunset hold.

But the idle-minded overlings who quibbled while they died,

Shall they thrust for high employments as of old?


Shall we only threaten and be angry for an hour?

When the storm is ended shall we find

How softly but how swiftly they have sidled back to power

By the favour and contrivance of their kind?


Even while they soothe us, while they promise large amends,

Even while they make a show of fear,

Do they call upon their debtors, and take council with their friends,

To confirm and re-establish each career?


Their lives cannot repay us?their death could not undo?

The shame that they have laid upon our race.

But the slothfulness that wasted and the arrogance that slew,

Shall we leave it unabated in its place?

Or here's two for the modern age:


Common Form (1918)

If any question why we died,

Tell them because our fathers lied.


A Dead Statesman (1924)

I could not dig, I dared not rob,

And so I lied to please the mob.

Now all my lies are proved untrue,

And I must face the men I slew.

What tale will serve me here among

Mine angry and defrauded young?

Huguenot Wrote:

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> Or here's two for the modern age:

>

> Common Form (1918)

> If any question why we died,

> Tell them because our fathers lied.

>

> A Dead Statesman (1924)

> I could not dig, I dared not rob,

> And so I lied to please the mob.

> Now all my lies are proved untrue,

> And I must face the men I slew.

> What tale will serve me here among

> Mine angry and defrauded young?


Ah, the War Propaganda Bureau!

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