"Dulce Et Decorum Est" - The Letter

Dear Speaker,
I read the your narrative "Dulce Et Decorum Est" and I am inspired of the work you have done by putting your true feeling and thoughts of the World War II in your narrative. I know most people think it was a great idea fighting for their country and their and gaining power but they didn't realize the waste of human lives. Men have sacrificed their lives for their country and their people, but families have lost their loved ones and never see them again. Many soldiers who fought in wars lost their lives, some lost their arms, legs and even their eyes.
However, when I heard " Dulce Et Decorum Est" I figured out that you were shocked and angry from the line(9) you said "Gas! Gas! quick boy!" but the suddenly your tone had drop lower. I also figured out that you were in the world war I fighting during this time, because in your poem you used "we", "our" and "I" such as in line (2) "knock - knee, coughing like hags we cursed through sludge."
I like the way you expressed yourself briefly, especially in the last two paragraphs where you described every details about the soldier who was yelling and floundering as if he was on fire. You have given every details in such a way that I almost felt I was there. I could picture the position of the soldiers and the way they look, by limping and stumbling with lost boots.
In the first two paragraphs the description was vile, because it explain more about what happened when a bomb was dropped around an area with people and what usually happened such as in line five " Men marched asleep. many had lost their boots", and also in line six "But limped on, blood shod. All went lame; all blind."
The old lie: Dulce Et Decorum Est Pro patria mori." Which means it is sweet and right to die for your country. I have completely agree with you that it's an old lie because I know the government say this lie to young men so they will have courage to fight for their country. However they don't realize the amount of innocent lives that are destroyed each day in a war. The government had brainwashed young men, fooling them that it is right to die for their country.
I would like to know why you became a soldier and decided to fight in the World War I, and if you its a waste of human life? I would also like to know if you usually have flashbacks very often about the things that happen during that time, and are they haunting you in any ways?
I would like to say that this narrative is well written and I like the way the author described it, giving every details about the pain of the soldiers. I am looking forward in reading more of your narrative.