Here lies one did the J more than his
Duties compelled him to.
To save the lie of anther he
Went out in stormy seas
To save another's and
Fortune not smiling am then
They both downed.
He who lies here died at 33…
May his Soul find rest
And the Fruits of Justice his reward.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem