Siegfried Sassoon

(1886 - 1967 / Kent / England)

Blighters - Poem by Siegfried Sassoon

The House is crammed: tier beyond tier they grin
And cackle at the Show, while prancing ranks
Of harlots shrill the chorus, drunk with din;
‘We’re sure the Kaiser loves our dear old Tanks!’

I’d like to see a Tank come down the stalls,
Lurching to rag-time tunes, or ‘Home, sweet Home’,
And there’d be no more jokes in Music-halls
To mock the riddled corpses round Bapaume.


Comments about Blighters by Siegfried Sassoon

  • (10/28/2007 3:15:00 PM)


    I love the tone change within this poem. The contrast from the first stanza to the second stanza is extremely effective in exemplifying the poet's opinions. (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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