Anzac Day

When I think of my parents for writing inspiration, my chain of thought alway leads to war. It's for a lot of reasons. It has helped me write some pieces that I'm very proud of. I wrote these in the past but I just want to put it together in one post as a tribute to Anzac Day.

I call myself an Australian. Anzac Day means a lot to me. In honour and forever in our memories, of the great number of great men, fighting to defend our country. Without their sacrifices we wouldn't be here today. I thank them, I honour them.

 

the soldier.,

birthed by fate

grew with faith

raised with might

lived with pride

life was joyful and clear

there was no fear

living day by day

love didn’t seem to fade

surrounded by simplicity

struggled with reality

drowned in ignorance

yearned for chance

pierced by burning rage

lashed out by betrayal

wounded by power

scarred the world

fought through ache

after freedom, we chased

burdened by expectations

‘til death or nothing

 

war.,

some say war is inevitable

some say it can be ceased

some say we are all capable

of finding answers to world peace

but how many can say

the name of every life

lost since ancient days

for their land, they strived

tell me the painful price

that we continue to pay on

tell the mother, daughter, or wife

their loved one, isn't coming home

tell it to the crosses

slanted in foreign grounds

tell it to the losses

that'll never be found

the past is a foundation

on which our future is built

without these recognitions

we'll always live in guilt

soldier, friend or foe

victim, young or old

war has brought us far and close

war, so much, for a blurry goal

i may not speak of every name

but my heart aches for every loss

do not treat war like a game

brave, precious lives are the cost

LEST WE FORGET