Even the last line of the poem is a twist on expectations and plays on the irony of nationalism and patriotism, the beautiful latin phrase that inspires young men and the harsh reality of trench warfare that it leads them into. No LLM is going to do that.
Funnily enough, the phrase doesn't even shy away from the fact that you are dying for your country. The poem really gets at the fact that the way you die is horrible and that in itself is enough to counter the romantic notion. The reality of dying for your fatherland is not cleanly and painlessly dropping from your mount in a heroic and successful cavalry charge, even if that is good.
