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Nov. 11th, 2007 12:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
At the Cenotaph
I saw the Prince of Darkness, with his Staff,
Standing bare-headed by the Cenotaph:
Unostentatious and respectful, there
He stood, and offered up the following prayer.
“Make them forget, O Lord, what this Memorial
Means; their discredited ideas revive;
Breed new belief that War is purgatorial
Proof of the pride and power of being alive;
Men’s biologic urge to readjust
The Map of Europe, Lord of Hosts, increase;
Lift up their hearts in large destructive lust;
And crown their heads with blind vindictive Peace.”
The Prince of Darkness to the Cenotaph
Bowed. As he walked away I heard him laugh.
--- Siegfried Sassoon
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Date: 2007-11-11 09:42 pm (UTC)O.
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Date: 2007-11-11 09:55 pm (UTC)You might like Wilfred Owen, too. They were contemporaries: http://www.angelfire.com/wa/warpoetry/Owen.html
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Date: 2007-11-12 07:28 am (UTC)O.