Lest we forget

Lest we forget

Poem about comrades who have been killed.

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[inserted] By. F/Sgt Russ Russell [/inserted]

“Lest We Forget.”
Their Faces we’ll ne’er see again, those comrades we all miss.
Airborne heroes their tours completed now,
The glory theirs in heaven’s eternal bliss
To us their youthful lives they did endow.
No more will bombers drone their deadly way
No more will searchlight beams sweep o’er the sky
No more the shrilly cry of “ops to-night”
With its thoughts of violent death just standing by
Their sacrifice is hard to comprehend,
and yet those gallant boys flew out to die.
Their silent eyes peered through the eerie clouds,
Their swinging turrets searched throughout the sky
Whilst up above He viewed the war torn air and in His wisdom,
chose a resting place, prepared for those who fell, with Him to share.
Their names are written on a marble wall inscribed with their own blood and chilling sweat, of these many tales of valour told. Tales we must repeat
“Lest we forget”