During the Great War
At Bolimov poison gas was first used
In the executive suite the sensitivities of a Marshall were lacking
The attack failed
This was no machine gun against the Zulus,
The stage was set for even greater horror
Whose face I have seen in a painting
That welcomed at the Imperial War Museum for many years
But on last visiting London
It seems to have been misplaced.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem