The Last of the Many

During the 2009 remembrance sunday broadcast, the father of a light dragoon, who’d been killed recently in AFG, read out a poem that he’d written and that he’d read at his sons funeral.

Here it is (taken from ARRSE)

There is in the eternal realms a great line of men who march along a long winding road
Their task is to collect the dead of ages taken from the ranks of the fallen

After midnight on the 30th May 2009 the great line halts and a Sgt Majors voice rings out not as in the parade ground but in the solom silence increasing

The short command is given: “Get fell in to the rear of the coloumn”
Two soldiers take their place and adjust their equipment and calm their terrible expressions

These fallen two shoulder arms and the great line of men the dead of ages taken from the ranks of the fallen moves off at a slow march winding it’s way along the long winding road

Almost out of sight the line visably halts and a Sgt Majors voice rings out
“Get fell in at the rear of the Column”

And we who mortals be strain to hear the sound of marching feet.

RIP the last survivor of the “war to end all wars”