Anzac Day

They run head first
Into blind danger
Shooting blatantly
At the opposing stranger

They lie in the dirt
Counting their last breaths
Engulfed, slowly
Into the darkness of death

Since then has been shine
The rain has been poured
But those red blood stains
Will always be on the floor

Now they are gone
With the sunset
But we will always remember
Lest we forget

By Virginia Guthrie

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