Researching and adding to the Roll of Honour, there are dark moments, and there have been many.
Today looking through my files I found this, I wrote in one of those dark moments. Spent some time re-vamping it and then shared it with the FEPOW Family Facebook Group.
Those who died and have ‘No Known Grave’ are remembered on the Singapore Memorial, this was for them.
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No Known Grave
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Why am I still lying here?
Beneath this canopy of green
With an unknown bird chorus above my head,
Although many years have faded, I recall the promise made
Did my mates forget, or too lie in rest
After placing this makeshift cross upon my bed.
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Nestled against my body
Lie reminders of my passed,
Slipped from the pocket where they were kept,
Golden memories of a farewell wave,
A new born cradled in her arms,
The tiny greeting hand I have never met.
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Lying within a corner a silver Christmas joey
Almost new, a horseshoe from our wedding cake,
A fading image of my loved ones, with a tear, slightly grown,
Loving, silver bow of ribbon, from a sender, unknown
All locked in are my treasures, with an old rusting key
In this unknown ground in which they were sown.
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Am I forgotten ?
Did I die in vain ?
How many mates have made this soil their bed ?
Will we be together, someday to meet again ?
Sharing memories of times, joyfully said,
Please, why am I still lying here ?