Anzac Villanelle – The Meaning of Peace
Fighting for friends awaiting a grave
A fragment of ease glimpsed from a letter
The meaning of peace is known to the brave
The lives that they had were the lives that they gave
They wished there was peace and tried to fight better
Fighting for friends awaiting a grave
All the souls that they tried to save
As rain and blood made the ground wetter
The meaning of peace is known to the brave
The rest and the peace that the ANZACS crave
To have peace is to live free of the fetter
A Fighting for friends awaiting a grave
Does war make us free or make us a slave?
Does war make us rich or make us a debtor?
The meaning of peace is known to the brave
As the ANZACS charged out they crashed down like a wave
A fragment of bomb, no return letter
Fighting for friends awaiting a grave
The meaning of peace is known to the brave