A Yorkshire Poet Poet Dramatic Verse

Six One Seven Ww2

The moon casts shadows of deep cold glare
Grumbling engines roll and tear through the quiet loss of silence in the evening air

Practice over the walls of dam
For a mission that will change the fate of man

See giant birds with still wings soar
Listen to the dinning engines roar
 
Feel the presence of courage and cunning and dare
For heroes in winged beasts soaring through the air

A squadron of men and science will deliver
Something that thought of now makes me shiver

The Derwent rehearsal for the wings of war to soar
Now honoured as heroes and will be forever more

617 may be a number to me or you
617 is something way more than cool

They broke the stance of mankind’s most ruthless killing machine
They tore through the flesh of the nazi regime

For the men of ‘Operation Chastise’ with badges with these numbers on
You’ll be remembered as the best of men as the years, decades and centuries go on and on.

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