Benjamin Franklin couldn’t have been more apt when he wrote those famous lines! I happened to come across an interesting article in out of all places, the ET on the travails of war!! I also happened to watch the brilliant movie The Thin Red Line by Terrence Malick.  Just goes on to prove that out of intense agony, bloodshed, pain arises intense philosophy. A couple of poems penned down from the WWI era which really makes us think:

“If I should die, think only this of me:

That there’s some corner of a foreign field

That is forever England. There shall be

In that rich earth a richer dust concealed. A dust whom England first shaped, made aware;

Gave once her flowers to love, her ways to roam;

A body of England’s breathing English air,

Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.”

Rupert Brooke

In Flanders fields the poppies blow

Between the crosses row on row,

That mark our place; and in the sky

The larks, still bravely singing, fly

Scarce heard amid the guns below.

We are the dead. Short days ago

We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow,

Loved, and were loved and now we lie

In Flanders fields.”

John McCrae

” You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye,

Who cheer when coldier lads march by,

Sneak home and pray you never know

The hell when youth and laughter go.”

Siegfried Sassoon