The Battle at Lone Pine

Here's a poem I wrote last year in rememberance of this historical day... hope you like it!
 

THE BATTLE AT LONE PINE

 

Silently as the night, the men who risked their lives,

Crept away, leaving their dead mates behind

Men from all walks of life, foot soldiers, most without wives,

The Turks had won, though some denied.

As they clambered down those steep cliff faces,

And looked upon the land they first glimpsed eight months ago

They showed no regret; soon they would be where their place is,

But as the sun rose dawning a new day, the men hurried to go

When they landed here in Spring, they did not plan on misdirection,

For this campaign was meant to be easy

In Anzac Cove they stood, but there was no sign of affection.

From the Turks or the terrain of Gallipoli

But now here they stand, on the sand once again

Leaving the land they fought so hard to get

When they first came, they knew not suffering, or pain

What they know now, others know not yet

Of why they came, and left again

What many celebrate each year

Not the victory they could not gain

But the ANZAC spirit that is still here.

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