CENTAUR
She posed no threat to anyone and sailed the seas in peace
The weak were all placed in her, care, their suffering to cease
But beneath an evil shadow, death stalked her without warning
A soulless foe who paid no heed, to the duty she was performing
She cruised the night with lights ablaze, red crosses on each side
The crew was sworn to serve and save, in uniforms worn with pride
They say war knows no pity and we argue what’s the use
To sink a ship so clearly marked, there can be no excuse
I know that during hostile times, some innocents will die
But when has compassion been a crime, no one can tell me why
For there are those who are well prepared, to do the devil’s work
No one knew below the waves, the deadly foe that lurked
This was not the first time they committed crimes of war
The thousands that they slaughtered, from Rabaul to Singapore
Forgiveness is a virtue, and hatred cannot last
But before their deeds can be absolved, they must atone for their past
Decades have passed since the night, they paid the supreme cost
And even now those who survived, have joined those who were lost
Consigned to tragic history, by a foe with no regret
But proudly we recall their name, with the words “Lest We Forget”
The Centaur lies on the ocean floor, some two thousand metres deep
The brave souls trapped within her shell, rest in eternal sleep
So may well we pause and listen, to the stories that they tell
Of a ship that left a peaceful shore And BREACHED THE GATES OF HELL!
By Tomas ‘Paddy’ Hamilton 12 May 2016
FILE IMAGE: The sinking of the Centaur. AWM ARTV09088, adapted from WW2 poster.
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