(Today is ANZAC Day in New Zealand and Australia, when we remember those who fought in wars. ANZAC stands for Australian and New Zealand Army Corps. The date is set on the day of the greatest military loss of both countries in a single day: Gallipoli. The form of this poem is modelled on the Ghazal).
Foolish folk sometimes dream the end of war, but peacetimes never mean the end of war. No more dog eat dog; lion and lamb lie down; is this a sign of being the end of war? The cosmos consumes itself in chaos; yet night sky seems serene, the end of war. Let’s pray that earth will smack of peace, and know in air, space, land, marine, the end of war. Poor Bruce repeats old Plato on this day: Only the dead have seen the end of war.
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