THE WAR DUNGEON

Tom was a young lad
From where I grew up
We went to the same school
Then both joined up
 
We became Commandos together
And never looked back
We met again in the desert 
Had a laugh and a chat
 
I heard it over the radio
Surely it wasn’t him
I chose to deny 
Until we got back in
 
After an hour back on base
Drapes asked for a private word
With a tear in his eye 
It all seemed so absurd
 
I’ll remember Tom forever
And raise a glass in his name
A soldier to the death
We cry and cry again

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Alex Cockers, Royal Marines Commando, 2010