I'd been on duty from two till four.
I went and stared at the dug-out door.
Down in the frowst I heard them snore.
'Stand to!' Somebody grunted and swore.
Dawn was misty; the skies were still;
Larks were singing, discordant, shrill;
They seemed happy; but I felt ill.
Deep in water I splashed my way
Up the trench to our bogged front line.
Rain had fallen the whole damned night.
O Jesus, send me a wound to-day,
And I'll believe in Your bread and wine,
And get my bloody old sins washed white!
Stand-to: Good Friday Morning
Siegfried Sassoon
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Poem topics: believe, happy, night, rain, water, white, deep, door, duty, bread, stand, fallen, Valentine's Day, jesus, dawn, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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