A poem about the Anzac nurses, the silent heroes. The ‘ Barest essentials’ were the lot… T’was all these nurses had relied on, to do the job.. Of caring and tending to those wounds… That were so penetrated by those ‘machine guns of doom’… Testing the ‘Brave hearts’of the Diggers so soon! In Life they were all tested… ‘Choosing Humane Values’ that in them were  ...