#about the Serbo Bulgarian war of 1885 and the main characters journey to realising the reality of the world around her

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Arms And The Boy

- Wilfred Owen (1893-1918)

Let the boy try along this bayonet-blade

How cold steel is, and keen with hunger of blood;

Blue with all malice, like a madman’s flash;

And thinly drawn with famishing for flesh.

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Lend him to stroke these blind, blunt bullet-leads,

Which long to nuzzle in the hearts of lads,

Or give him cartridges whose fine zinc teeth

Are sharp with sharpness of grief and death.

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For his teeth seem for laughing round an apple.

There lurk no claws behind his fingers supple;

And God will grow no talons at his heels,

Not antlers through the thickness of his curls.