Gunners Reveille
Sit a while.
In silence and just listen to their past blowing in the winds.
Listen to the distant forgotten orders barked to Gunner and Bombardier.
In their hob nailed boots, puttees and sleeves rolled up.
Waiting for the barges Mog and Magog laden with Canon and shot.
They pull as one, muscles ripping and sinews crying on salt encrusted hemp.
Harder, pull together One, two, three the SMIG’s bellow
Damn them, damn them all, their eyes afire with brine and tears...
But the Gunners........ they are proud and tall.
Gunners Reveille
Sit a while.
In silence and just listen to their past blowing in the winds.
Listen to the distant forgotten orders barked to Gunner and Bombardier.
In their hob nailed boots, puttees and sleeves rolled up.
Waiting for the barges Mog and Magog laden with Canon and shot.
They pull as one, muscles ripping and sinews crying on salt encrusted hemp.
Harder, pull together One, two, three the SMIG’s bellow
Damn them, damn them all, their eyes afire with brine and tears...
But the Gunners........ they are proud and tall.