Each time Anzac Day returns <br />I listen to the history <br />Solemnly reflect <br />On the deeds and outcomes <br />And usually shed a quiet tear <br />Mourning the losses <br />The massive sacrifices <br />And the futility, <br />Chill at the Last Post <br />Choke with pride <br />And whisper under my breath <br />The Ode of Remembrance <br />Hopefully connecting <br />To the spirit of Anzac <br />To nation, to history <br />To personal feelings <br />Of a debt accepted <br />But its full magnitude unimaginable, <br />A generation discounted by conflict <br />A cost too high, <br />And yet I seek to live its essence <br />With resilience, honesty <br />And dogged determination.<br /><br />Danny Draper<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/anzac-day-2005/
