Sam Thompson Books

Turn Around World   The dust now settled and the embers gone cold Did the lucky ones die young or survivors grow old Both fought with strength with honour and grace Every battle scar and trench stench showed on their face   We cry for the fallen their youth not seen through Future generations all thrown askew Ten million died both sides of the fence Was that really the world with common sense Tommies stood in Ypres, they called it wipers It wasn’t a breeze avoiding shells, gas, barbed wire and snipers   The men who survived if fit and able From the English Royal Oak to the Canadian Maple Their memories from war sitting heavy like a boulder Haunting for life as they grow older The men never spoke of all they witnessed Never asked for pity, sorrow or forgiveness They just lived on, no work to be found Just like the fallen driven to ground   Life goes on, through both rain and sun Surrender declared but who really won Reme...