Poem Hunter
AS (16th March 1943 / Portland, Dorset England)


Poem By Andrew Shiston

From many fathoms deep
In the dark and dismal depths
Where day and sunlight disappear
Lays a rusting rotten wreck
The weeds that grow upon her deck
Where seamen used to splice
Move like gentle pennants
Where proud flags used to fly
The only men that crew this wreck
That lays upon her side
Is a pile of rotting human bones
Of men that sailed and died.

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My vote says it all.