Ingrid Pegram Poet Rhyme

Gallipoli

GALLIPOLI

From the Snowy River March, they came
So young and free and wild
Someone’s brother…father…nephew
Or a mothers only child

The call was made and the lads rallied round
As they vowed to fight for love of country
On the shores of this foreign land
And as they left the comfort of their homes
For their voyage across the sea
Little expectations had these boys
Of what they would encounter on the sands of Gallipoli

Blessed were the living that had fought their way ashore
Amidst the hail of bullets and gunfire
And the sickening sound of agony 
As through flesh this horror tore

To make it to the trenches
 was more than the mind could bear
to see the sight of bloodied, twisted bodies 
that writhed in agony and despair
nothing had prepared these boys
for the sight they did behold
the stench of wounded bodies
 and the damp and rain and cold

for those that made it home
to a warm and loving embrace
was of little consolation
to the mates that gave their lives
on the now silent blood-soaked shores 
of this forsaken foreign place

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