The generals will never understand this:
Why, all across the trench, we’ve put
Christmas trees on machine gun nests.
Why we’ve lulled our warcries and
commands to sleep with carols and
hymns. Why, for the hours of this night,
we’ve shucked off our hides and fangs
and decided to be men again, for as long
as we can.
Not everyone agrees.
Corporal A. H. of the 16th Bavarians says:
“Such things should not happen in wartime.
Have you Germans no sense of honor left?”
Some of us were never men to begin with.
