Beneath the Waves

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 on a cenotaph All that’s left a faded photograph