ANTHEM FOR DOOMED YOUTH by Wilfred Owen
What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles’ rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries for them from prayers or bells
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs -
The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;
And bugles calling
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