"What passing-bells for those who die as cattle? Only the monstrous anger of the guns. . . . Not any voice of mourning save the choirs, - the shrill demented choirs of wailing shells; and bugles calling for them from sad shires." Wilfred Owen, British poet, who died himself in World War I. Owens poetry surpasses Flanders Fields, that ubiquitous poem of World War I, showing the authentic pain and horror of war.