For our heroes in
the fight, about whom I now do write, on this day they faced suffering and dread
Their plans they went awry, they met death from way up high, but their sacrifice and
courage never flinched
They met their
fate with pure conviction, but suffered the infliction of a beating that’s not
been seen before or since
All over this
great land, we pay tribute to the stand our men and boys made so far away
Husbands, sons
and brothers, and so very many others, marched up from the beaches to the fray
At Gallipoli and in
France, so many took a stance, and we reflect upon the bravery they displayed
And in conflict
much more recent, we’ve lost men and women decent, but the battles they
continue to this day
We continue to
recall, the sacrifice of those who took the fall, but for those who returned we
also pray
Injured in body
and in mind, their lives were left behind, in a place they’d never heard of ‘til
that day
Every year we
meet at dawn to think of lives foregone, in memory of the bravery and pain
Next year a
hundred years, we’ll be holding back the tears, as we remember all our heroes
once again
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