The deafening noise of bombing and the crackle of gunfire as you watch your brother's dark life of living in the First World War fall beneath your feet. Wilfred Owens, another man thrown into a war when the nation needed one. Many closed off and stayed alone after the war, but not Wilfred. He was a renounced poet, and while sheltered by gunfire or bombing, he found time to write about his experiences and the poetry that everyone should know. He wrote much of his poetry about the position of war and the horrors of being in the middle of it. He wrote many plays and poems, many of which were set in the trenches and in a hospital. His diary, filled with his war work, was also filled with nature and life itself in the pages of poetry. His poetry, much of it dating from his time at war, is not the only work he wrote during his lifetime. Wilfred nevertheless retained the aspect of nature and humanity in his poetry. Like the line from his poem Ducle Et Decorum Est “the green seas in which he drowns, burning his skin as if it were fire” (Owens) describing the event through color and the pleasant world. The poems produced by Wilfred featured colors and scenes of nature seen in the everyday life of the average reader. In addition to bringing the colors of reality to life in his poems, he associates the theme of discontent with the harsh reality of war. The discontent came from the countless men “thrown on the wagon, their faces hanging like the sin-sick devil” (Owens) thrown into a box to be replaced a day later. Using his experiences with the men placed alongside him only to be blown away, "showing the brutality of war" (Graalman), Wilfred's theme was dying to show it. Throughout everything he encountered with the grime of the trenches, the whizzing bullets and the constant gas attacks, we experienced it through his