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    This poem describes a young soldier who committed suicide in the trenches of World War 1. The soldier once smiled and slept soundly, but living through the dark and lonely winter trenches dealing with shelling, lice, and lack of alcohol took its toll on his mental health. He ended up shooting himself. The poem criticizes those on the home front who cheer for the soldiers without understanding the hell they experience in the trenches.

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    This poem describes a young soldier who committed suicide in the trenches of World War 1. The soldier once smiled and slept soundly, but living through the dark and lonely winter trenches dealing with shelling, lice, and lack of alcohol took its toll on his mental health. He ended up shooting himself. The poem criticizes those on the home front who cheer for the soldiers without understanding the hell they experience in the trenches.

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    Suicide in The Trenches - Poem by S. Sassoon

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    This poem describes a young soldier who committed suicide in the trenches of World War 1. The soldier once smiled and slept soundly, but living through the dark and lonely winter trenches dealing with shelling, lice, and lack of alcohol took its toll on his mental health. He ended up shooting himself. The poem criticizes those on the home front who cheer for the soldiers without understanding the hell they experience in the trenches.

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    A mother placing flowers at the World War 1 Cenotaph

    Suicide in the Trenches

    I knew a simple soldier boy


    Who grinned at life in empty joy,
    Slept soundly through the lonesome dark,
    And whistled early with the lark.

    In winter trenches, cowed and glum,


    With crumps and lice and lack of rum,
    He put a bullet through his brain.
    No one spoke of him again.

    You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye


    Who cheer when soldier lads march by,
    Sneak home and pray you'll never know
    The hell where youth and laughter go.

    S. Sassoon

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