Post by Administrator on Dec 6, 2013 15:29:54 GMT
“Well, we did have a small Silver Badge”.
“We had a small “Silver Badge” - the letters said “MN”,
no uniform to pin it to, for we were Merchant Men.
So much pride in its Silver tone, a symbol of respect,
apart from our red ensign, had no real battle dress”.
The insignia of our profession clasping to our chest,
off in to the conflict, we sailed to do our best.
We helped to feed a Nation and ferry troops and arms,
backing up the forces, avoiding enemy harms?
The symbol of our fellowship, enhancing our lapels,
saved us from feathers, but not from threat of klaxon bells.
No shield was it to hide behind, no defence from the war,
many men with emblems on, adorn the Ocean floor.
Often shaped into a Sweetheart Brooch,
for a loved one back at home.
Created during hunted time, when the enemy approached,
a keepsake for a loved one, from our danger zone.
It was important to ensure, that your badge was worn,
especially, on home visit or anytime at Port.
Best to have your badge adorned, it would show to all,
of your important duty and of your war support.
Alongside our Captain, and all our fellow crew,
our graceful steel old lady and a duty we must do.
We sail with our ensign and our infamous entity,
remembering the many that are forever with the sea.
Noted being upside down, a badge was not quite wrong,
remembering a craft destroyed and long since gone.
No Work or not Wanted, also has been displayed,
although most often remembers that there is “No Known Grave”.
We had a pride in wearing that very simple adornment,
as much as our brothers in arms, and their military deportment.
We gave our all and expected little in return,
Just a little remembrance for those of us adjourned.
“Well, they do have a small Silver Badge”.
THE MERCHANT NAVY WAS THERE EVERY DAY
“We had a small “Silver Badge” - the letters said “MN”,
no uniform to pin it to, for we were Merchant Men.
So much pride in its Silver tone, a symbol of respect,
apart from our red ensign, had no real battle dress”.
The insignia of our profession clasping to our chest,
off in to the conflict, we sailed to do our best.
We helped to feed a Nation and ferry troops and arms,
backing up the forces, avoiding enemy harms?
The symbol of our fellowship, enhancing our lapels,
saved us from feathers, but not from threat of klaxon bells.
No shield was it to hide behind, no defence from the war,
many men with emblems on, adorn the Ocean floor.
Often shaped into a Sweetheart Brooch,
for a loved one back at home.
Created during hunted time, when the enemy approached,
a keepsake for a loved one, from our danger zone.
It was important to ensure, that your badge was worn,
especially, on home visit or anytime at Port.
Best to have your badge adorned, it would show to all,
of your important duty and of your war support.
Alongside our Captain, and all our fellow crew,
our graceful steel old lady and a duty we must do.
We sail with our ensign and our infamous entity,
remembering the many that are forever with the sea.
Noted being upside down, a badge was not quite wrong,
remembering a craft destroyed and long since gone.
No Work or not Wanted, also has been displayed,
although most often remembers that there is “No Known Grave”.
We had a pride in wearing that very simple adornment,
as much as our brothers in arms, and their military deportment.
We gave our all and expected little in return,
Just a little remembrance for those of us adjourned.
“Well, they do have a small Silver Badge”.
THE MERCHANT NAVY WAS THERE EVERY DAY