War is one of the most dreadful things in this planet perhaps the most hated of all. In fact we know this now because our technology is so advanced and is capable of transmitting images and video programs all over the globe. Back then it was a different story. It's 1914 and the war is approaching. What do you do? Think to yourself for a moment, why risk being called a coward when those who come back enjoy the rest of their lives as heroes! While you are back home safe protected like a child by his mother. In my opinion I think that you would, but its not 2003 back then and thoughts and opinions were much different its 1914 and if you die you will never know where your body will end up, maybe never to be found again. You had no possible thought imaginable of what is about to go on. Well if I were there I would certainly say no mans life is worth for a small parade of people cheering for the lucky ones and just forgetting about the rest. After a small service in honour of those who have not returned life goes on and sooner or later they will forget your name.
Attitudes have changed and one of the ways that I can prove it is just under your nose, poets. Lets start from the beginning Jessie Pope was up for the game herself, in a way the game was to recruit people. No graphic details here at all just describing what you are messing out on, the friends you'll meet and the biggest game that's played and while you will be enjoying yourself you'll also be lending your country a hand .
"Who wants a turn to himself in the show? .
And who wants a seat in the stand? ".
Then swiftly, but yet cautiously was when they were only a few weeks out in "their picnic" when the poets started handing in the real facts about the game and all the fouls and people sent out. This can be realised because of the change of their words chosen "PEACE" that says quite a lot from a poem written by Rubert Brook as he describes this as God picking the youth and waking them up in a battle that cannot be won.
