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[aid] => mick
[title] => Antill's Legacy
[time] => 2004-03-10 20:49:09
[hometext] => please...see my comment for important back ground before reading.
[bodytext] => We fight for the King’s country! Not your cherished Australian soil! Where you young lads have sweated, for bread you did your toil. Forget your hometown far away, your farmland and your kin! It’s time to lay your lives down, so ask forgiveness of your sin. Unload your rifles charge, with naught but guts and bayonet! Today we’ll give Johnny Turk a lesson he shan’t forget! I will send you all dashing out the trenches of The Nek! Where you will make a hero of me, that Kitchener won’t forget! I’ll spill your blood and spirit upon that barren ground. And my name will be immortal at close of battle sound! This worthless folly won’t cost me dear in bodily expense. Our flag will fly in honour then your sacrifice will make sense! "Good-bye Cobber-God Bless you." Was the message down the line. "I wish I had of known you when our times at home were fine." A generation bred to slaughter for Antill’s stubborn aims. The beauty of this place comes from those young Australian names. Good-bye Cobbers, God Bless you all; from dry mouth I force. Words that don’t embellish acts as history beat its ugly course! But they are the language of the lads that rest here underfoot. And I feel comfort, that my embittered anguish, by them is understood. I leave this tranquil place where so many learnt to die. And look upon another hill in splendid sunlit sky. Australia’s Southern Cross flays proudly, bold and large! Can we bestow any sense to Antill’s hopeless charge? Lesson, bloody lesson, was drilled! How to die that day. Brave men dead and dying upon that battlefield they lay. I declare they taught a lesson, to us and Johnny Turk! Of gallantry, bravery and how mate ship do their work! [comments] => 4 [counter] => 281 [topic] => 55 [informant] => twinkletoes [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 10 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => dedicatedpoems )
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