My Grandfather fought an Evil,

as all who lived in dark times

swore to do, that came

with shiny jackboots

and a list of names to shoot

should they get past Dover.

One Great Grandfather was the chief

stoker on the ship that took the King

to the edge of freedom

as the world declared

no more, no more lists,

no more boots kicking down the door.

Another of that generation

defied the bombs

that flew over Birmingham,