Today is ANZAC day here in Australia. It is the one day where we as a nation give thanks to those who have fought for and those who continue to fight for our freedom. The day has always had a special significance to me because several of my family members have been involved in various wars. The following is a poem I wrote that I believe is a fitting tribe to the ANZACS.
When the war began they were at home working the lands,
But when the call came they were the first to raise their hands.
To fight for their country.
To stand tall,
To try & win the war.
Then one day,
As battle lines when drawn,
A gun rang out in the night
And a boy lost his life.
Many years later,
Many lives lost
We stand to remember,
How they fought for us
Fought for our freedom
Fought for our lives
Fought for our country
Fought so we can stand with pride
They gave their lives so we could live
Yet we act like its nothing to give
Fighting amongst friends
Like mateship means nothing
They mean nothing
Yet they are/were something to someone
A son, a father, a brother, a friend,
As I stand here today my pride knows no end
For lest we forget
Copyright Karen 2007
