I'm here again, I fought here before The everlasting sound of mourning Mother you will learn that I fell Seven days before the storm died down Read my words And the words lay down with me And the names they fade away And the words fall down with me And the poems still remain Sassoon encouraged me To write the words to show the pain How we fell Seven days before the storm died down Read my words And the words lay down with me And the names will fade away And the words fall down with me And the poems still remain The ground where we all fell down Still the dust of many lives covers Every inch of ground we won Worthless to the ones that lay beneath Worthless to the ones blown apart Worthless to the ones that lost their lives And worthless to the ones that never learned Many days gone and many words written Since the doomed youth fell in this foreign soil And the echoes wither And the faces fade and again we fall And again we fall down