Paul Warren Poems

I remember lining up on the Port road
With flag in hand and excitement sowed
Other school children were standing around
And after the Queen passed we were half-holiday bound
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When reading what a soldier in the Great War had written
On a day before a battle for his love that he was smitten
He wrote of his longing for her and that he was resigned
To what the fates had in store in the next day if not kind
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He was told before the big push on that July day
That he would be ‘Left out of Battle' and not go with mates that way
Casualties were so heavy in these battles during the Great War
The army could not lose all when adding up the butcher's score
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I looked with interest of the photograph of him
In a prison for life and to see he's kept in
It’s good to see he hasn’t weathered well
Let him be left in his private hell
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They went to Rabaul to take the German radio out
With an Australian force to stop German cruisers sailing about
From their China Station to stop Allied ships plying their trade
One day AE1 left the harbour for patrols to be made
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I was in the same cadet course as Gerry
We were young men just starting on our life journey
In 1976 we were young constables learning the lot
I went to the country and Gerry was a speed cop
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In duty bound we stand as one
For each imperilled daughter and son
Don't weep for us for we are true
Know that we are still here for you
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Speed limits are made
So your safety doesn't fade
So keep to the limit
You won't waste a minute
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When God designed kangaroos
Was there not much left to choose?
Little arms to hold gums leaves but no clout
And strong back legs for bounding about
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Riding my motorcycle along a fire track
The dust and the heat looking forward and back
All of a sudden bursting from the left side
An emu run out from the bush too close to decide
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