In Dulce Decorum

Dear mother how I will write this line When I know I'm counting time I'm tired and I'm scared I'm waiting and death's my friend To say in God we trust not for this Oh the death and glory boys not for this Dear beloved try to write to you Through the senseless deaths of a million troops I'm waiting my time is near As my tears wash away my years To say in God we trust not for this Oh the death and glory boys not for this Where I walk where I see The haunting flares where my friends bleed I see the face of the enemy Of a man or boy who is just like me Now you're not there All the tears we bled Cut through like winters rain Can't you feel the pain And if I could ever sleep again I know till the end of time I'd hear Their screams of pain Dulce dulce decorum Dulce dulce decorum Dulce Dear mother I'll write to you