Soldier's Dream Poem by Wilfred Owen

Soldier's Dream

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I dreamed kind Jesus fouled the big-gun gears;
And caused a permanent stoppage in all bolts;
And buckled with a smile Mausers and Colts;
And rusted every bayonet with His tears.

And there were no more bombs, of ours or Theirs,
Not even an old flint-lock, not even a pikel.
But God was vexed, and gave all power to Michael;
And when I woke he'd seen to our repairs.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Brian Berry 07 September 2007

this is every soldier's dream for there to be no more war PVT Berry of the 151 infantry currently in iraq

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Wilfred Owen

Shropshire / England
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