Pete Doherty 07 March 2014 Music Suicide in the Trenches Siegfried Sassoon's 1918 poem, written during his WW1 military service. Put to music by Pete Doherty Lyrics I knew a simple soldier boy..... Who grinned at life in empty joy, Slept soundly through the lonesome dark, And whistled early with the lark. In winter trenches, cowed and glum, With crumps and lice and lack of rum, He put a bullet through his brain. And no one spoke of him again. You smug-faced crowds with kindling eye Who cheer when soldier lads march by, Sneak home and pray you'll never know The hell where youth and laughter go.