Nelson, New Zealand
Sunday, September 7, 2014
Wednesday, September 3, 2014
Painting Description- Casey
His body language describes his un-amusement.
His clothing affects his creation.
Claude Monet's blindness stares into your soul.
The pastel creation is divine.
War- by Te Matai
Run I say, so you can catch your prey.
Run like the wind, go over the top now or be a coward and get shot by sergeant.
I survived and we lost 1000s of men.
It still shocks me today, to know what went on that day.
I lost many friends thinking I’m next.
A bullet pounded my head, I survived because of my amazing helmet sergeant had given to me.
I put his gun over his back I took his bayonet because I lost mine.
I carried him over no mans land.
I lost many great friends and I wonder what would the world be like if discrimination never happened.
We were a tough country and still are today.
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