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Show THE UNKNOWING Five stars upon the ribbon that he wore. One a citation but ha would not tell What he had sen and done, nor how he bore I The rain of shot and shell. "No woman knows." he said, "nor ever should. The horrors that we had to undergo There tn the Argonne and in Belleaa Wood : Thank God. you need not know!" We need not know the hell In which they earned Those stars, the hell through which they must advance: We need not know what other women learned In Belclum and France. We need not know, because they g-ayly went. Leaving behind them all for which they cared. Nor ankkig what their fate would be, content If only we were spared. We thought we knew; we drank our cup of t-a Without much sugar, and we learned to knit: We danced with soldiers where the world could !ee. And prattled of "our bit." We thought we knew; when they came back again. We crowded round and welcomed them In state: We lionized thorn for a while and then "Wax stuff" went out of date. Why should we know that thoy are poor and III? That ought to be the government's affair. af-fair. They sought to spare us whv not spare us still? Why should we know or care? We need not knowl We dance along oar way. Play golf and bridge, attend the lntest show. Meanwhile thoy die. Clod pity us today Who are not flt to know! Margaret King Moore. |