Whenever we have talked about war poetry in literature we have talked about soldiers, death and weapons, yet we never have a look at the testimonies of soldiers, about the hardships of war. I remember that about two years ago, three men came to our school to talk about the Falkland Islands war between Argentina and England. One of them was Argentinean and the other two were British. I remember clearly how the Argentine man explained how Argentina has never been a violent country and that is why we have never been prepared for war, whereas England has been at war for the last century, except for just one. Moreover, I could understand how it was that these three men were friends, even after thirty years after the war, and them being in the opposite ends of war. This is because soldiers are just sent to war, but the ones who declare war are not the ones who put their lives at risk and got to the battlefield.