Suvla

Tis not my home that I defend On this hostile, distant shore Whose coves and beaches run with blood Now I ask myself, what for? Where friend and foe in kinship died Where they fell like autumn leaves Celebrate their precious memory Else no-one still believes This...

Remember

In fields of scarlet poppies The ghostly spirits roam Cut down in their thousands Never more to return home At Arras and at Paschendale The Somme and Suvla Bay A forgotten generation fell beneath The machine guns deadly spray A fight for king and country For a mile of...