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English Poet Wilfred Owen Source: Wikipedia |
Unfortunately, this idealism and optimism didn’t endure the war, and for most soldiers, was lost early on in the trenches. The shift in attitude is evidenced in the literature and poetry that we have today that dates back to the Great War. Much of what the soldiers recorded is dark and cold as they write of death, pain, and horror.
Today I had the opportunity to listen to many poems written during WWI, and I’ll be honest with you, it was hard to keep my composure hearing about the lives of the soldiers. There was one poem in particular that struck a chord with me by an English poet and soldier, Wilfred Owen, entitled ‘Disabled.’ I felt that it related to my life, even though it was written one hundred years ago, and even though it was written from the perspective of a soldier. Owen writes about a subject that I, along with most people in the world face daily: fear.
One parallel specifically regarding fear is that the soldiers had no idea where the next bomb was going explode, so they had to constantly be on guard. Do we see this today? In movie theaters, line dancing bars, night clubs, classrooms, and concerts?
Another commonality is that with real fear, there is no off button. Fear is a force that lingers, we learn from his poem, though it would be nice if it didn’t overstay its welcome.
What we can conclude is that whether on the front lines at war, or the battlefields at home, we will face fear. But like any good soldier, we can brave our fearful challenges as they come.
What we can conclude is that whether on the front lines at war, or the battlefields at home, we will face fear. But like any good soldier, we can brave our fearful challenges as they come.