Four days the earth was rent and torn <br />By bursting steel, <br />The houses fell about us; <br />Three nights we dared not sleep, <br />Sweating, and listening for the imminent crash <br />Which meant our death. <br /> <br />The fourth night every man, <br />Nerve-tortured, racked to exhaustion, <br />Slept, muttering and twitching, <br />While the shells crashed overhead. <br /> <br />The fifth day there came a hush; <br />We left our holes <br />And looked above the wreckage of the earth <br />To where the white clouds moved in silent lines <br />Across the untroubled blue.<br /><br />Siegfried Sassoon<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/bombardment/
