October's bellowing anger breaks and cleaves
The bronzed battalions of the stricken wood
In whose lament I hear a voice that grieves
For battle's fruitless harvest, and the feud
Of outraged men. Their lives are like the leaves
Scattered in flocks of ruin, tossed and blown
Along the westering furnace flaring red.
O martyred youth and manhood overthrown,
The burden of your wrongs is on my head.
Autumn
Siegfried Sassoon
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Poem topics: anger, october, red, voice, head, battle, hear, furnace, youth, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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