"Many had lost their boots But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind; Drunk with fatigue." He develops poem by, first, telling you about the conditions of the war, which surprisingly doesn’t sound anything what Pope writes and tells the people. Owen gives may situations about how war is horrid. Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling, Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time." The soldiers in world war one had to fight with the enemy gassing them. He explains the terror of the people that get it in the system, how they throw them in the wagon as, "The blood Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud" comes out from the men. Owen is responding to Pope's poem. Owen states, "My friend, you would not tell with such high zest to children ardent." Owen is responding on how could Pope tell such things to children about war and that it is fun when people around him are getting killed. Owen effects on the readers is that war isn't what they thought it
"Many had lost their boots But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind; Drunk with fatigue." He develops poem by, first, telling you about the conditions of the war, which surprisingly doesn’t sound anything what Pope writes and tells the people. Owen gives may situations about how war is horrid. Gas! Quick, boys! – An ecstasy of fumbling, Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time." The soldiers in world war one had to fight with the enemy gassing them. He explains the terror of the people that get it in the system, how they throw them in the wagon as, "The blood Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs, Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud" comes out from the men. Owen is responding to Pope's poem. Owen states, "My friend, you would not tell with such high zest to children ardent." Owen is responding on how could Pope tell such things to children about war and that it is fun when people around him are getting killed. Owen effects on the readers is that war isn't what they thought it