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Array ( [sid] => 51088 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => What For? [time] => 2004-06-09 06:22:08 [hometext] => What for? [bodytext] => .
We didn't say 'what for?'
old mate,
we didn't say 'what for!'
we just went in loyally
and fought their 'bloody war.'
we were full of fire and grit
so we charged in to fight,
we didn't say 'what for,' old mate,
we both just yelled 'ALRIGHT!"

The passion of our county burned
for friends who felt war's blow,
so when they needed help from us,
we raised our hands to go,
and though our loved ones cringed in fear,
we never paused to stay,
we were just like heroes mate,
as we both marched... away.

And neither of us wondered
' If there was another way?'
who were we to question them?
(those leaders of the day?)

But old mate,
looking back upon your distant grave,
I have to wonder at the cost
so many soldiers paid.

We didn't ask for 'other ways'
when they asked us 'to fight'
and now
I'm having nightmares of
that battle every night,
my mates around me blown to bits
they're in my memory,
along with parent's faces filled
with tears
for me
to see.
We went in un-questioning
to storm Gallipolli,
and now the war I'm fighting is
the one inside of me.

I didn't ask 'what for' old mate,
and I returned alone,
perhaps we should
have asked it mate?
( if only I had known.)

That place they sent us to was wrong
(a bungle at its worst,)
like lambs to slaughter lives were gone,
with you ,one of the first.

Its anzac day and I am old
but still I try to march,
no one sees you with me mate
as I hobble past,
but a day has not gone by
that we've been apart,
because I've kept you with me mate,
right here inside my heart.
I 'was lucky' (so they say,)
I survived that war,
but every day since you were killed,
old mate,
I've asked...'what for?'
I survived to battle on
beyond that Turkish shore
where MY mate was butchered,
he died... for LOVE,
(love of country)
yes ,it was LOVE that was
'WHAT FOR !' [comments] => 2 [counter] => 180 [topic] => 28 [informant] => kay-p-m-devenish [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Patriotic )

What For?

Contributed by kay-p-m-devenish on Wednesday, 9th June 2004 @ 06:22:08 AM in AEST
Topic: Patriotic

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We didn't say 'what for?'
old mate,
we didn't say 'what for!'
we just went in loyally
and fought their 'bloody war.'
we were full of fire and grit
so we charged in to fight,
we didn't say 'what for,' old mate,
we both just yelled 'ALRIGHT!"

The passion of our county burned
for friends who felt war's blow,
so when they needed help from us,
we raised our hands to go,
and though our loved ones cringed in fear,
we never paused to stay,
we were just like heroes mate,
as we both marched... away.

And neither of us wondered
' If there was another way?'
who were we to question them?
(those leaders of the day?)

But old mate,
looking back upon your distant grave,
I have to wonder at the cost
so many soldiers paid.

We didn't ask for 'other ways'
when they asked us 'to fight'
and now
I'm having nightmares of
that battle every night,
my mates around me blown to bits
they're in my memory,
along with parent's faces filled
with tears
for me
to see.
We went in un-questioning
to storm Gallipolli,
and now the war I'm fighting is
the one inside of me.

I didn't ask 'what for' old mate,
and I returned alone,
perhaps we should
have asked it mate?
( if only I had known.)

That place they sent us to was wrong
(a bungle at its worst,)
like lambs to slaughter lives were gone,
with you ,one of the first.

Its anzac day and I am old
but still I try to march,
no one sees you with me mate
as I hobble past,
but a day has not gone by
that we've been apart,
because I've kept you with me mate,
right here inside my heart.
I 'was lucky' (so they say,)
I survived that war,
but every day since you were killed,
old mate,
I've asked...'what for?'
I survived to battle on
beyond that Turkish shore
where MY mate was butchered,
he died... for LOVE,
(love of country)
yes ,it was LOVE that was
'WHAT FOR !'

Copyright © kay-p-m-devenish ... [ 2004-06-09 06:22:08]
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Re: What For? (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 9th June 2004 @ 06:46:45 AM AEST
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great! well told and strong. The 4th stanza lost some of it's flow, but all in al, I enjoyed this. You capture the emotion well.

Re: What For? (User Rating: 1 )
by Daniela_Maria_Violin on Wednesday, 9th June 2004 @ 07:13:00 AM AEST
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KAY! hi! this is really good as your poetry always is... stick around would ya? hehe

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