Each time Anzac Day returns
I listen to the history
Solemnly reflect
On the deeds and outcomes
And usually shed a quiet tear
Mourning the losses
The massive sacrifices
And the futility,
Chill at the Last Post
Choke with pride
And whisper under my breath
The Ode of Remembrance
Hopefully connecting
To the spirit of Anzac
To nation, to history
To personal feelings
Of a debt accepted
But its full magnitude unimaginable,
A generation discounted by conflict
A cost too high,
And yet I seek to live its essence
With resilience, honesty
And dogged determination.
We in europe always forget how heavy a price the Commonwealth's armed forces paid in the world wars, Korea & Vietnam.
When I was a kid II saw lots of black and white films in which the Anzacs were stars.Cheers!
Hello Danny I confess to having to google the word Anzac... Glad I did as it had me think further afield to ww1 than just the history I was aware of... This is a perfectly honourable write to commemorate those poor souls and their families suffering and loss or pride. I'm sure if they read this they would be proud that one of the future generations, they fought so selflessly for would be seeing them in such a thought filled light. wonderful top notch piece. Karen
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
We enjoy freedom because thousands stood on guard to save the nation and its people at great risk. Many laid down their lives. Before those great men, let us bow down in reverance with a sense of loss and a sense of pride; yet with resilience we shall come back to the present to keep the flame alive, handed over by those men of grit! In India we have the Martyr's day...2nd, Oct. the day Gandhiji the Father of our nation was assassinated! A great write marked with patriotic zeal !