Anzac.

At the first sign of light,
the whole peninsula
falls solemnly quiet.
Staring off into the
same distant waters, up
at the same imposing
cliffs, heads hang low
in the highest respect.
Stood in the midst of a
silence so loud that
it’s deafening, on the
very shores where
our soldiers sacrificed
their lives for ours,
one hundred years
before. Lest we forget.

-jl