I stood with the Dead, so forsaken and still:
When dawn was grey I stood with the Dead.
And my slow heart said, 'You must kill, you must kill:
'Soldier, soldier, morning is red'.
On the shapes of the slain in their crumpled disgrace
I stared for a while through the thin cold rain…
'O lad that I loved, there is rain on your face,
'And your eyes are blurred and sick like the plain.'
I stood with the Dead … They were dead; they were dead;
My heart and my head beat a march of dismay:
And gusts of the wind came dulled by the guns.
'Fall in!' I shouted; 'Fall in for your pay!'
I Stood With The Dead
Siegfried Sassoon
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Poem topics: red, sick, wind, head, plain, face, cold, morning, march, slow, dawn, heart, rain, soldier, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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