The Bloody Day Before
The bloody day before, those diggers had dreams just like you and I
Dreams of a golden future, dreams of their families and dreams to see their kindred children grow up upon their eye.
“You Country Needs You so Volunteer now!” The men were told.
Fight for King and Country, and Volunteer, that they did, because they were proud and bloody bold.
Men and even boys, willing to let sacrifice, all their living joys.
So here I sit on this lonely beach called Anzac Cove, where 81 years to the day, our men had done us proud.
I feel the pebbles beneath my feet, the water laps softly on the shore.
So crystal clear the water now, where once it was red from war.
Here I remember, Our Grandfathers, Fathers, sons and brothers.
They came here with a dream, a dream of returning home with a rapid victory.
To celebrate their win with a Sunday roasted chicken, cooked by loving mothers and seated with their fathers, sisters and their awestruck brothers
It was 1am, and the ANZACs mustered on the ships decks.
Sounds of shuffling boots and Soldiers muttered cursing quotes, as the men slipped upon the ships ropen ladders, towards the wooden boats.
The Sailors lined the decks, for the ANZACS in the boats below
They offered silent farewells and cheers as they circle waved their sailors caps, for the anxious men in tow.
Dawn was nearing, it was dark, it was cold, and the sailors’ oars broke awful silence as boats rowed through the ocean water.
I wonder what the soldiers thought, as they gazed upon the moons reflection, dancing on the water.
The boats moved silently towards the unseen shoreline, pulling the men towards their fate and uncertain destiny.
Fifteen Hundred ANZACS, were ready, they had waited long enough, tired of being ocean soldiers …. Training on the sea.
Some men joked, some men prayed and some men said nothing, but most of them thought of their beloved distant homeland.
Peaceful countries, Australia and New Zealand.
Silent thoughts, friendly handshakes and good luck pats of mateship upon their sturdy backs.
Good luck my friend, I’ll see you there, and it wont be long till we’re back at home, drinking homemade beer at your Uncle Jacks.
And we’ll be swimming out the lake, with the missus and the kids, just like what we did, on Boxing Day last year.
These men and boys held so tight to lucky charms and kissed their tattered photos of sweethearts, loved and missed so dear.
Bullets cracked towards them and frantic orders were suddenly revived.
For those ANZAC Soldiers their baptism of fire finally had arrived.
Their rifles, oiled and cleaned, bayonets fixed ready for the charge.
Come on boys, lets do our country proud … screamed the Army Sarge!
The ANZACS leapt from boats for the first advance.
Some drowned amongst the panic, most didn’t have a chance.
Some fell so soon, and never touched the water.
Only Just the day before those fallen diggers, laughed and joked and smoked tobacco, they had dreams, just like you and I.
Of the ANZACs who made it ashore, they were blind, they knew not where to go.
But still they fought like heroes as they fought for the tomorrow.
They were the ANZACs, and they are our history.
And because of them, they are our today.
The ANZACs grew old, and now they are gone to another place, to meet their old mates, and to talk about that Bloody Day Before.
So we shall never forget, what they did for us.
They have done us proud and they have become part of our countries folklore.
We should never forget our ANZACs, how brave they were, to risk and sacrifice their lives.
Today we look up to them with utmost respect and pride.
As we remember them. Some of us may shed some tears of sorrow,
Because for the ANZACs, without them, there’d be no bloody tomorrow.
In 1996, I was lucky enough to have the opportunity to visit Gallipoli on ANZAC Day, it was a very special occasion and on that day, a day I will remember always, I was inspired.
As I sat on the shores where Australian and New Zealand Soldiers landed, I was inspired to write that poem about the ANZAC Soldiers
Poem written by Billy Sherman in 1996 at ANZAC Cove, Gallipoli.
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