Paul Warren Poems

We are so serious about some things
But when do really know what it truly brings
We weren’t a country until the ANZAC sacrifice
Every death that has occurred is enough to suffice
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At my desk today and I see the inbox piled in display
The folders are colour coded for ease without dismay
The blue ones carefully numbered aren’t so bad
But the written reports required can make you sad
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It was an ordinary morning at the Salisbury Interchange
People going to work or study, there was nothing strange
But one lady knew there was something wrong
A man she had noticed before and was looking strong
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I have spoken to them as they showed their grief
When they were told the terrible news it’s no relief
You knock on the door in quiet apprehension
In the air you can feel the building tension
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The shift commences and we book on
For the next eight hours we’ll be driving along
It’s the World through the Windscreen we’ll see
Together against the World my partner and me
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Doing their duty they still proudly stand
Wearing their blue in glory forever grand
They are the 61 Sacred who gave their life
For South Australians in answer to other's strife
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When Adelaide was first settled down
And hill farmers needed a trip into town
They hitched up the buggy at an early time
And went by track in the hills they did climb
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After travelling at night in the cool country air
We come to the last mountain pass to drive with care
It has been darkness all the way in the clear moonlight
With other highway travellers using a guiding headlight
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It was 3.30 in the Sunday afternoon
When to Tea Tree Plaza we did zoom
Groceries to buy and a pair of shoes to choose
We went to the Shoe Store for selection views
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When sitting in the lunch room today
I was shown the latest cat video in display
This one had a moggy not bright
Who had found skating a flip flop was alright
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