Beneath The Waves Poem by David Wood

Beneath the turmoil of rolling waves
The ghosts of ships mark sailor’s graves
Of battles fought with shot and shell
They found to their cost that war is hell
Beneath the cold grey sea they lie
Never to see another starlit sky
Their duty done they claim their rest
Now lay entombed with the very best
To those who fought upon the sea
Such valiant glory for all to see
They fought their fight and lost and died
Their comrades raise their caps in pride
The glory of their battle fought
Will live in history and not for nought
Their loved ones have no grave to mourn
No flowers to lay in the early dawn
Their names are carved upon on a cenotaph
All that’s left is a faded photograph