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Death Of A Poet (Anthem For Doomed Youth)

from Still In The War, Boys! by The Crows Of Albion

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The great war poet, Wilfred Owen, was killed just 1 week before the Armistice was signed, on 4th November 1918. He left the world a vivid and haunting collection of words to describe his time in the trenches. This track commemorates his life and utilises his classic war poem 'Anthem For Doomed Youth' as its finale.
POETRY FORM: Shakespearean Sonnet

lyrics

Death Of A Poet

The grey November sky has lost its light,
just one more boy has fallen to his death,
another lad who won’t survive the fight
or pass beyond this final exhaled breath.
Though many soldiers leave this war unheard,
their stories lost forever, never told,
this one will paint us pictures with his words
that will not lose their power or grow old.

A week beyond that fatal canal dawn
a peace is brokered and the guns fall still.
In Monkmoor Road a joyful early morn
is destroyed and a mothers tears will spill.
Outside the bright clanging Armistice bell
chimes “Wilfred Owen has a tale to tell”.


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Anthem For Doomed Youth

What passing-bells for these who die as cattle?
Only the monstrous anger of the guns.
Only the stuttering rifles' rapid rattle
Can patter out their hasty orisons.
No mockeries now for them; no prayers nor bells,
Nor any voice of mourning save the choirs, -
The shrill, demented choirs of wailing shells;
And bugles calling for them from sad shires.

What candles may be held to speed them all?
Not in the hands of boys, but in their eyes
Shall shine the holy glimmers of goodbyes.
The pallor of girls' brows shall be their pall;
Their flowers the tenderness of patient minds,
And each slow dusk a drawing down of blinds

credits

from Still In The War, Boys!, released October 3, 2014
Words to 'Anthem For Doomed Youth' (spoken section) by Wilfred Owen
with thanks to the Wilfred Owen Society for allowing the use of this poem in this collection

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