Dulce Et, Decorum Est, Pro Patria Mori Poem by satbir bakshi
Dulce Et, Decorum Est, Pro Patria Mori
Dulce Et, Decorum Est, Pro Patria Mori
Its sweet and proper to die for one's country
Blood looks violet on fresh snow
Says my friend- Laljee
He should know - having left
Two vertebrae at Siachen.
If one could hear
The frothy blood come
Bursting in spurts from
Bullet ridden lungs
My friend you would not
Tell with such vigour and zest
To little boys
Ardent for some desparate glory
The Old Lie
Dulce Et, Decorum Est, Pro Patria Mori
The last stanza is dedicated to the actual poet Wilfred Owen
It's Dulce Et, Decorum Est, Pro Patria Mori; the last stanza was written by Wilfred Owen.
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4/25/2024 11:39:29 AM # 1.0.0.1119
dear Cucidh u r correct - have acknowledged it in sorces and refernces b4 submission