Anzac Day


“Happy Anzac Day!
Martin said it.

But what an odd notion

Think of all those slaughtered boys
The mud the blood the flies
Glorious defeat
The hail of bullets
Dead men on all side
A rocky hillside a cliff
The beach and queues and blood

So much blood

Australian Turkish
English Indian Scottish
Spilled on the earth

And who – seeing the blood –
Could ever tell
Which land it came from?
It’s all the same

Happy indeed
Remind us we are all one
One blood one flesh one people
Happy Anzac Day

I wrote this 10 or more years ago, after my son’s young friend ( I’d guess he was about 8 ), greeted me on his arrival at our door with the words “Happy Anzac Day!”, as though it was Christmas or New Year.
The oddity of the greeting set me thinking, and gave rise to this poem.


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