They sucked us in;
King and country,
Christ Almighty
and the rest.
Patriotism,
Democracy,
Honor-
Words and Phases,
They either bitched or killed us.
Captives by Ernest Hemingway
Some came in Chains
unrepentant but tired.
Too tired but to stumble.
Thinking and hating were finished
Thinking and fighting were finished
Retreating and hoping were finished.
Cures thus a long campaign,
Making death easy.
In these two poems about the war by Hemingway his side of view is shown as broad as daylight. It is interesting to see and compare the writing about Hemingway, and the actual creative work he has done. His experience shines through you can see his hate and distaste for war, but on the other hand you see the fragile state his was in while he experienced these travesties. I like mostly how pro-active he was in the ways he dealt with shell shock as it was described back then, he used his pain to become one of the best "modern" writers in the world. He showed how trauma is bad and devastating and that often it stays with you forever, but most of all he shows that there is light at the end of a dark tunnel.