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[Based upon "Anthem for doomed youth" by Wilfred Owen (1893-1918)]Desolate winter, 1914A child in trenches, a young life betrayed.In the stinging rain a martial drum call,Replacing the remote wail of hopeless knells.Still we hear their bitter laughter in the windAn ideal is fallen in the rain of wailing shells.What candles were held to speed them all? (W. Owen)Whose grimy hands closed these tired eyes?These weary eyes?Detached from the dreams of youthBrothers turn to strangers,The absense of reason realized in the fieldsOf Belgium and FranceThe seeing dead and living blind, united they lieAs if in loveNoone left to sound an anthem for their doomed youth
