Dreamers
Siegfried Sassoon
1886 to 1967
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They think of firelit homes, clean beds, and wives.
And in the ruined trenches, lashed with rain,
And mocked by hopeless longing to regain
Dreaming of things they did with balls and bats,
And going to the office in the train.
Soldiers are dreamers; when the guns begin
Some flaming, fatal climax with their lives.
Soldiers are sworn to action; they must win
Bank-holidays, and picture shows, and spats,
In the great hour of destiny they stand,
Soldiers are citizens of death's gray land,
I see them in foul dug-outs, gnawed by rats,
Each with his feuds, and jealousies, and sorrows.
Drawing no dividend from time's to-morrows;