Herbert Read (1893-1968)
"The Happy Warrior"
His wild heart beats with painful sobs,
His wild heart beats with painful sobs,
His strin'd hands clench an ice-cold rifle,
His aching jaws grip a hot parch'd tongue,
His wide eyes search unconsciously.
He cannot shriek.Bloody salivaDribbles down his shapeless jacket.
I saw him stabAnd stab againA well-killed Boche.
This is the happy warrior,This is he...
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