jack hon


Anzac's Requiem


The soldiers fate, were in the hands of war
Their wives were on their shoulders the day before
Their time had come, the way it meant to be
They were trapped by darkness, no where to flee
souls and remains, continue to decay
In this Armageddon is where millions of soldiers lay
As their time is nearing, their hearts become numb
With their lives on the battlefield, their death will come
The day we must celebrate, Is the day some must mourn
But with all that emotion, a new faith is born
Those happy memories will be shared amongst the world
Each man's story will forever be unfurled
The soldiers that are out there, the ones that have felt love
Shall be watching their loved ones, from far, far above
The soldiers that have earned, our respect and trust
The soldiers that have tasted, pain and rust
The times they helped each other, on the plains of blood
The times they aided each other, on the tearful flood
What is the meaning of Anzac Day?
Is it to leave and fight without delay?
No, the answer, is not upon these
But with these last words may you feel at ease
All of our beloved, we shall all share their pain
and forever they will know, their deaths were not in vain

Submitted: Thursday, April 14, 2011
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