The End Of My Journey In Gallipoli

• Hayley O'connor, Grade 5
• Poetry
• 2015

For years and years I’ve thought of this day,
How will I die? What shall I pay?
Two last breaths, here it came the day I had finally passed away,
As I roamed the battlefields I saw the bullet go straight through my heart then that moment I knew it,
I collapsed to the ground whilst I clenched my chest thinking of my wife, daughters and son,
The four people I loved and the people I thought of whilst I died as I lay down in the trenches of boredom,
Nobody there apart from my soul that couldn’t be spared because I was cold,
Death stole my life and son, daughters and wife, what did I do? Where did I go wrong? All I wanted to do as kiss my daughters and son along with their mum,
They said Gallipoli would be a violent war but I didn’t know they would kill us to the core,
I died serving my country honouring their name, this was my dream and I was loving the fame,
I remember the soldiers crying with fear for those who survived they are probably having an ice cold beer.

By Hayley O’Connor