My post wasn't a judgemental one, it was written by a soldier and poet who spent time in the trenches, suffered shell shock and was tragically killed just a week before armistice day. That's how he saw the war at the time he wrote it.
I posted my 'favourite' first world war poem, nothing more than that. The images/sounds/smells/emotions that poem elicited for me have stayed with me ever since I first read it as a youngster and drove me to discover more about WW1 from that point.
As unpalatable as it is, let's not forget the horrors of war both in the past and the present ... and sadly and predictably, in the future. One lives in hope that the human race will find another way to sort out their differences one day but ...
Incidentally Lizbeth, they didn't all think they were doing the right thing. Do you know what happened to conscientious objectors?
Nevertheless, my hat off to anyone who puts their life at risk to defend the rights and lifestyle of the likes of me. I know full well I wouldn't have the guts to do it.