I dreamed kind Jesus
fouled the big-gun gears;
And caused a permanent stoppage
in all bolts;
And buckled with a smile Mauser
s and Colt
And rusted every bayonet
with His tear
And there were no more bombs, of ours or Theirs,
Not even an old flint-lock, not even a pikel.
But God was vexed, and gave all power to Michael;
And when I woke he'd seen to our repairs.
- Wilfred Owen, 1918.