Stormbreaker
The once sleek lines of this defender of the nation
Now rusting and tired in a forgotten heap.
Where once it braved angry storms and gunfire
Now defeated by little more than dripping rain
This once brave warrior, fearless in the fray
Lies impotent now a forgotten shell
Rotten timbers are it’s gravestone
It’s victories little more than a distant memory
Time and again it charged the enemy
Time and again it pounded against angry shores
Caring not for itself it battled for others
On those distant shores of Normandy.
Far from home yet for itself it cared not a jot
Through thunder shot and fire it pounded ever onwards.
Battle scarred and weary it turned for home
Still fighting on through dark angry waves.
Once in safe harbour it’s burdens released
It’s job done, it’s battles all won
For Stormbreaker now it’s days were all gone
Retired to the scrapyard a pile of old junk.
©Michael Birchmore 2013
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