Book Poem

[DeepSea]

Poem written by my special friend for inclusion in my new book, inspired by their sacrifice.

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[Keith at Tregenna]

Appreciated.

Keith.

[Ian Adrian Millar]

Truly they gave all of their tomorrows for our today, if it is possible the loss of so many young men gives greater meaning to Remembrance.

[Keith at Tregenna]

Was there ever a breed of man?

Was there ever a breed of men that answered a countries call?
that faced the foe again and again, with bravery above all?
No second thought, did what they ought, they face the mighty Hun,
often: sought or being caught, little chance of carrying a gun.

Was there ever a breed of men that would do it all again?
to keep the lifeline open though suffering loss and pain.
Was there ever a breed of men forgotten for their part?
Was there ever a breed of men, remembered with all heart?

Leaving family behind them, children and a wife,
they sailed the dangerous waters, that we now have a life.
Was there ever a breed of men, scared, but showed no fear?
Was there ever a breed of men, lost, no longer here?

Was there ever a breed of men the Nation should remember?
those: that fed and clothed and armed and paid tribute to in September.
The back bone of a country, they never failed to sail,
They help to save our children, till common sense prevailed.

Some of them were just boys, they sailed the seven seas,
left, behind were gifts and toys at home beneath Christmas trees.
Was there ever a breed of boys that took on so much strife?
Children of the Mercantile Marine, gave all that we have a life.

Even women and young ones suffered in the fray,
fortunate - that survivors ensure we are here today.
Was there ever a breed of blokes that had ever done so much,
A certain kind of seaman that ensured a future and such.

Was there ever a breed of men that sailed under the red jack?
A mighty ensign that was there’s all ways through out the flak.
Was there ever a breed of men that sailed under much attack?
Many valiant heroes no thought of turning back.

Important to not forget that some were not so young,
Was there ever a breed of chaps, life was still not done.
Deemed to old to go to war and fight, but not to go to sea,
Thanking all the Grand Dads, that helped keep the country free.

In tribute to the many and all they simply asked,
please - simply remember them and the job they tasked.
The British Merchant Navy, heroes everyone,
often: sought or being caught, not armed to fight the Hun.

I end my tale as I should do, I could much carry on,
Was there ever a breed of men, many now long gone?
Would you remember the very Merchant Man?
That is the subject of this tale and why it first began.

KG.

[Doc Vernon]

A very nice Poem there Billy, and so well done !
Thanks

[happy daze john in oz]

Billy, many thanks for all the sterling work you do to keep the memory of such persons alive for us and future generations.