Man, It Seemed, Had Been

I Believe That The Purpose For Which I And My Fellow Soldiers Entered Upon This War Should Have Been So Clearly Stated As To Have Made It Impossible To Change Them, And That, Had This Been Done, The Objects Which Actuated Us Would Now Be Attainable By Negotiation.

Soldiers Are Citizens Of Death's Grey Land, Drawing No Dividend From Time's Tomorrows.

And The Wind Upon Its Way Whispered The Boughs Of May, And Touched The Nodding Peony Flowers To Bid Them Waken.

Man, It Seemed, Had Been Created To Jab The Life Out Of Germans.

I Am A Soldier, Convinced That I Am Acting On Behalf Of Soldiers.