Suicide In The Trenches Poem by Siegfried Sassoon

Suicide In The Trenches

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I knew a simple soldier boy
Who grinned at life in empty joy,
Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,
And whistled early with the lark.

In winter trenches, cowed and glum,
With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
He put a bullet through his brain.
No one spoke of him again.

You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye
Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
Sneak home and pray you'll never know
The hell where youth and laughter go.

Suicide In The Trenches
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Adeline Foster 17 September 2011

Yes, a lovely poem with a world of meaning and empathy. Read mine -The Bloom of Youth - Adeline

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Aaron 11 January 2022

Go read with some 😹👎

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Amy Elizabeth 18 November 2006

this is a beautiful poem... very moving and truthfully raw...if that makes any sense at all

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Luke Timms 11 October 2010

my favouite poem of all time

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dommo09 kaniew 22 March 2024

very cool poem, i like

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I hate Blackies 03 March 2024

I have to do this for my english assesment. It makes me want to grab my teacher by his balls and nut on his bald forehead

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Luger Luger 04 April 2024

made my day 😂 i'm doing it for an assignment too

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Robert Lang 20 December 2023

This is a poignant and now timely piece considering the ongoing slaughter in Gaza and Ukraine. Whatever has happened to concerted PEACEFUL RESISTANCE!

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Robert Lang 20 December 2023

I went searching for my comment

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Blake Grist 15 January 2023

I knew what the poem was about and the way it was written was in such a way that it seems considered of ow people felt at the time. I think this is in the top 3 of my favourite poems at least!

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