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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=508306" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Enemy Conscript</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">What are we fighting for,<br>We fellows who go to war?<br>fighting for Freedom's sake!<br>(You give me the belly-ache.)<br>Freedom to starve or slave!<br>Freedom! aye, in the grave.<br>Fighting for &quot;hearth and home,&quot;<br>Who haven't an inch of loam?<br>Hearth? Why even a byre<br>Can only be ours for hire.<br>Dying for future peace?<br>Killing that killing cease?<br>To hell with such tripe, I say.<br>&quot;Sufficient unto the day.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">It isn't much fun being dead.<br>Better to le in bed,<br>Cuddle up to the wife,<br>Making, not taking life.<br>To the corpse that stinks in the clay,<br>Does it matter who wins the day?<br>What odds if tyrants reign?<br>They can't put irons on the brain.<br>One always can eat one's grub,<br>Smoke and drink in a pub.<br>There's happiness in a glass,<br>A pipe and the kiss of a lass.<br>It's the best we get anyhow,<br>In the life we are living now.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Who's wanting a hero's fate?<br>To the dead cheers come too late.<br>Flesh is softer than steel;<br>Wounds are weary to heal.<br>In the maniac hell of the fray<br>Who is there dares to say?<br>&quot;Hate will be vanquished by Love;<br>God's in His Heaven above.&quot;</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When those who govern us lead<br>The lads they command to bleed;<br>When rulers march at the head,<br>And statesmen fall with the dead;<br>When Kings leap into the fray,<br>Fight in the old-time way,<br>Perish beside their men,<br>Maybe, O maybe then<br>War will be part of the past,<br>Peace will triumph at last.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Meantime such lads as I,<br>Who wouldn't have harmed a fly,<br>Have got to get out and kill<br>Lads whom we bear no ill;<br>As simple as we, no doubt,<br>Who seek what it's all about;<br>Who die in defence of - what?<br>Homes that they haven't got;<br>Who perish when all they ask<br>is to finish the daily task;<br>Make bread for the little ones,<br>Not feed the greed of the guns,<br>When fields of battle are red,<br>And diplomats die in bed.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+William+Service">Robert William Service</a><div class=q>
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We fellows who go to war?
fighting for Freedom's sake!
(You give me the belly-ache.)
Freedom to starve or slave!
Freedom! aye, in the grave.
Fighting for &quot;hearth and home,&quot;
Who haven't an inch of loam?
Hearth? W..."></div>
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