Dulce et Decorum est is a poem written about the First World War. This is Wilfred Owens' account of World War I, the war that ultimately killed him. Wilfred Owen was an anti-war poet. He wrote about the horrific conditions encountered by the young soldier in the trenches. Owen used imagery to depict the horrors of war, he paints a vivid picture with his words. This is particularly evident when he writes: "If you could hear, with every shake, the blood Flowing from the gargles of the foam-corrupted lungs, Obscene as cancer, bitter as rumination, Vile and incurable sores on tongues innocent, - “When you hear these words, with these words, you can almost feel the pain of the people who are experiencing them. The author chooses to use raw, real words to get his point across. Unlike many other poets who used flowing, beautiful sentences that almost make you forget the horrible subject matter, Wilfred Owen's poem has an unconventional structure to encourage the reader to think outside the box. There is virtually no rhythm, in order to depict the chaos surrounding it. The last line of the poem: The old lie: Dulce et decorum estPro patria mori. Witch is Latin for “it is a sweet and glorious thing to die for one’s country.” " is a VERY appropriate way to end this poem. Dying in war is anything but "sweet and glorious" and the poet recognizes that this is just an "old lie." No one who has lived through war thinks May it be noble and honorable. Memories of war haunt their dreams: In all my dreams, before my helpless gaze, it rushes upon me, chattering, choking, drowning The memories of the death of. his companions make it all the more difficult to understand the meaning of war. Fighting does not bring peace..