The nation was gripped by the war and was pushed to believe the war was an easy tackle, a war that would only take a few weeks a war that would end all wars.

          Who’ll grip and tackle the job unafraid?

                        And who thinks he’d rather sit tight?

Who would much rather come back with a crutch

                         Than lie low and be out of the fun?

Jessie pope uses manly lots of physical sport words played, grip, tackle when comparing war as a game. In her second verse Jessie Pope creates an image the war is a game a place to have fun, and maybe the most that could happen to you is to break your leg and come bag with a crutch. Not making it clear that thousands die every day in the battlefields.

The posters also played a large role by portraying the war as an easy tackle but unfortunately did not give the civilians the real side of the war. Only when the new recruits reached their destination they did only then see ugliness and taste the bitterness and feel the stiffness of the Great War.

Wilfred Owen

Wilfred Owen was one the main poet who gave the world an overall view of the Great War in his poem Dulce Et Decorum Est. His poem was competent and the most sufficient poem because he him self did not only see the tragedies of the Great War, he also took part in the Great War.

In his poem Wilfred Owen describes and illustrates the real consequences of war. He illustrates the tremendous suffering of many of the soldiers.

Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots

But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind

Drunk with fatigue; deaf to the hoots Of tired. 

Here Wilfred Owen give us an image of the tiredness and haplessness of these soldiers they all went lame all blind and deaf from the stress and tiredness of war. Their feet were effected from the dampness of the weather many of them were blood-shod.

I saw him drowning

In all my dreams, before my helpless sight, he plunges at me guttering, choking, drowning.

Here also Wilfred Owen is describing a soldier that dies in-front of him by gas filling his lungs. He is asking for help but they are helpless.