Fourth stanza In his dream, he sees again the wagon that the man's body was thrown into. He sees his face. and his eyes rolled back in his head. His blood gurgled from his failed lungs. His lungs might have been cancerous. The body becomes a mass of blisters and horrid sores. Here is what the poem has been building toward: Tt is sweet and right to die for one's country which is directly mocked by the poet Owens's disdain for the war and the horrors that the soldiers experienced becomes evident throughout his poetry.