There's also a larger memorial in honour of those who were killed in the First World War.
A later memorial plate commemorates those who died in, among other places, Malaya and Borneo. Why the hell did New Zealanders die in Malaya and Borneo? I still have no idea. Something about empires and Communists.
And lastly, another metaphor for Auckland's lack of social and economic progress, especially for its working class. This is not only a memorial to the railway workers who died in the First and Second World Wars, but is a poignant memorial to the railway workshops themselves. The workshops existed in an era of full employment, where New Zealanders really did enjoy an egalitarian education system and could do clever stuff with their hands. Now it seems the only things we make are coffee and large, pointless infrastructure projects. Sorry, Auckland Transport, but this small slice of South Auckland is worth another fight of its own.