There is no single event that evokes more emotion than a war. It has the power to bring together a nation or tear at its very fabric. It has the power to give a nation its standing, as easily as it can take it away. It has the power to move men to acts they thought themselves uncapable of. It gives its participants a view of the world some will never understand. War is an inevitable result of a world diversified in its beliefs. However it is the view of the solider that is often ignored, the labors of war viewed as an honorable thing for a man to go through. Only through writing do we understand the horrors of war that seem to escape the tales of heroism we often hear. Poems such as Dulche at Decorum Est, Grass, and Base Details help us to better understand the plight of the solider.
             The poem grass is trying to make a point of the large amounts of people that die in these wars we consider honorable. It opens by mentioning two famous battle sites, Austerlitz and Waterloo. It states "Shovel them under and let me work-- I am the grass; I cover all. Sandburg is trying to make a statement that the grass is acting as the cover up for the blood that was shed there. The grass grows and the lives lost there are forgotten. This point is even more emphasized at the end of this poem in the lines "Two years, ten years, and passengers ask the conductor: What place is this? Where are we now? I am the grass let me work. What Sandburg is trying to say is that it matters little to the people who are still alive what has happened to these people. Two years, ten years, almost as if time was insignificant because they were so soon forgotten. The people asking the conductor shows the ignorance of people to even remember what happened at these sites. The grass is working by growing and in doing that it covers up the dead bodies that were previously there.
             In Base Details you get the perspective of a man who took pride ...