Quintin T. Richardson
12th English
01/26/16
The sounds of a thousand blades clashing; the smell of gunpowder, the sound of a dozen blood stained flags flapping in the wind, and the sight of tens of thousands arrows blotting out the sun falling toward you. This is hell on earth you must run, for how could you fight when you see castles on fire and men being slaughtered? When your legs are too tired to continue any further you know what you must: do you can not return home or leave to somewhere else. You must end your life to gain some honor back for your family. As your write your death poem and place the blade to your gut you come to realize that war is the answer for two kinds of people. One being the young ignorant populace defending what …show more content…
War brings society forward by harming another while claiming they bled first. This is what the war would do to men that trained their wholes lives for this and yet it happened time and time again.
Ôuchi Yoshitaka4
1507-1551
Both the victor
and the vanquished are
but drops of dew,
but bolts of lightning -
thus should we view the world.
Death Poems. (n.d.).
War is a product of man which both inspires and scares us the idea of two large groups fighting for what they believe with the victor getting what they want along with the promises that are given to the men and women that fight. The ones of glory and honor all sound nice and the concept of war has been romanticised in literature and visual entertainment giving the illusion that …show more content…
In the media soldiers are pinnacles of intelligence and physical fitness. Their honor codes and the glory they win in combat. Now again having pride in military and respect for it is a good thing but when the only option proclaimed is war and violence that is where problems emerge. We send young men and woman full of life and joy to kill each other and witness the deaths dozens of hundreds of friend and foe alike leaving the scars of these things in the land, the minds and bodies of those who fought, after seeing such horrors grown men break down and cry and by the time they are old men the war they fought has turned into something that was “needed” and it was “honorable” to fight in. The few happy tales are used to inspire the next generation to do it all again bringing more blood shed and
12th English
01/26/16
The sounds of a thousand blades clashing; the smell of gunpowder, the sound of a dozen blood stained flags flapping in the wind, and the sight of tens of thousands arrows blotting out the sun falling toward you. This is hell on earth you must run, for how could you fight when you see castles on fire and men being slaughtered? When your legs are too tired to continue any further you know what you must: do you can not return home or leave to somewhere else. You must end your life to gain some honor back for your family. As your write your death poem and place the blade to your gut you come to realize that war is the answer for two kinds of people. One being the young ignorant populace defending what …show more content…
War brings society forward by harming another while claiming they bled first. This is what the war would do to men that trained their wholes lives for this and yet it happened time and time again.
Ôuchi Yoshitaka4
1507-1551
Both the victor
and the vanquished are
but drops of dew,
but bolts of lightning -
thus should we view the world.
Death Poems. (n.d.).
War is a product of man which both inspires and scares us the idea of two large groups fighting for what they believe with the victor getting what they want along with the promises that are given to the men and women that fight. The ones of glory and honor all sound nice and the concept of war has been romanticised in literature and visual entertainment giving the illusion that …show more content…
In the media soldiers are pinnacles of intelligence and physical fitness. Their honor codes and the glory they win in combat. Now again having pride in military and respect for it is a good thing but when the only option proclaimed is war and violence that is where problems emerge. We send young men and woman full of life and joy to kill each other and witness the deaths dozens of hundreds of friend and foe alike leaving the scars of these things in the land, the minds and bodies of those who fought, after seeing such horrors grown men break down and cry and by the time they are old men the war they fought has turned into something that was “needed” and it was “honorable” to fight in. The few happy tales are used to inspire the next generation to do it all again bringing more blood shed and