I visited a country that deeply moved me today. I felt compelled to write this, I hope you enjoy.
I looked around at the sea of the dead.
Brothers, Sons and Fathers all swept away.
Left in the wake, white plaques with names from A to Z.
A survivors story of the long dead;
And Man’s broken promise to offer safe habour.
A tale of the great seas rage.
Over 8000 souls lost in its icy depths.
Now all that is left on the 11th July is rememberence.
A cautionary tale to be shared with Man.
And a final grim lesson to haunt our history.