The Glory Of Women

[numbCruncherParticipant 772]

The Glory of Women, By Siegfried Sassoon, first published in “Counter attack and other poems”, 1918.

You love us when we’re heroes, home on leave,

Or wounded in a mentionable place.

You worship decorations; you believe

That chivalry redeems the war’s disgrace.

You make us shells. You listen with delight,

By tales of dirt and danger fondly thrilled.

You crown our distant ardours while we fight,

And mourn our laurelled memories when we’re killed.

You can’t believe that British troops “retire”

When hell’s last horror breaks them, and they run,

Trampling the terrible corpses—blind with blood.

O German mother dreaming by the fire,

While you are knitting socks to send your son

His face is trodden deeper in the mud.

You say "love is a temple, love the higher law" ...You ask me to enter, but then you make me crawl. And I can't be holding on to what you got, when all you got is hurt

[UntamedParticipant]

That’s beautifully written.
That poem couldn’t be truer.
Thanks for posting it, numCruncher.

Don't let them Blame, Shame or Tame you!
Give 'em NOTHING, not even an answer!
#GenderSegragationNow!

[RoyDalParticipant]

numbCruncher wrote:

I’ll tip my hat to the new constitution, take a bow for the new revolution, Smile and grin at the change all around me, Pick up my guitar and play, Just like yesterday, Then I’ll get on my knees and pray, We don’t get fooled again

One of my all time top ten songs!

Untamed wrote:

That’s beautifully written.
That poem couldn’t be truer.
Thanks for posting it, numCruncher.

Same here, thanks for posting!

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