My ANZAC Art

My Soldiers Tale

Remember This, Don't Forget It

Look at us all, exhausted and hurt, coughing around non-stop.

Our muddy bodies, we feel like doing is, crying and sleeping, we are not able to move or anything.

Pulling myself out to safety, not stopping any of the way.

I see the trench over there I hear my tummy rumbling, I keep going while I fight the pain.

Im sitting here watching all the men.

They all look exhausted and can hardly move.

We all have cuts and bruises all over our bodies and our boots have gone missing.

By looking at everyone's faces I know what they want to do.

“Gas, gas, poisonous gas, put your gas mask on now, there is gas all around here!”

We all put our gas masks on, we hear a noise, it sounds like someone is calling for help.

He is choking and coughing, and falling to the ground.

But when we went to help it looks like we are too late, he has already gone.

Where has everyone gone, all I can see is smoky clouds of poisonous gas.

I can here my friends but I just can't see them, I can see a little but I can't see a lot.

I still can't see through these smokey gas clouds, I hear conrad trying to get air.

I reach out to help him but I can't, we hear him gurgling, choking, coughing, then it went silent.

This is the worst thing ever to be doing.

It is not nice, he is wriggling around, vomit or something is coming out of his mouth.

There is blood coming out in all different places, this is not nice at all.

Please say I don't need to see this ever again.

Yuck, me and my group are pulling this wagon with dead men in it.

They all look disgusting their pale skin and all the blood in their mouth, ewwe.

He just spat blood on one of my group mates, It was not disgusting.

Would you like to do this.

At war it is not nice ,not at all, the bleeding, mud, rats, everything you don’t like.

People are crying and missing their families, at night that's all they do cry.

At least 300 people die a day, and it is not nice to see all the blood coming, it is so upsetting.

Do you still say that it is glorious to die for your country, well it is really not.

By Mia