The Young Dead Soldiers Do Not Speak By Archibald MacLeish

Archibald MacLeish

The young dead soldiers do not speak.

Nevertheless, they are heard in the still houses:
who has not heard them?

They have a silence that speaks for them at night
and when the clock counts.

They say: We were young. We have died.
Remember us.

They say: We have done what we could
but until it is finished it is not done.

They say: We have given our lives but until it is finished
no one can know what our lives gave.

They say: Our deaths are not ours: they are yours,
they will mean what you make them.

They say: Whether our lives and our deaths were for
peace and a new hope or for nothing we cannot say,
it is you who must say this.

We leave you our deaths. Give them their meaning.
We were young, they say. We have died; remember us.

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2 responses to “The Young Dead Soldiers Do Not Speak By Archibald MacLeish

  1. Its nice to read this poem. Very emotional and unsaid lines by those who do not exist physically anymore though their sacrifice will always be praised.

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