Never Unprepared

Never Unprepared, the Twenty-Sixth

Will live again those glorious days,

When with bayonet firmly fixed,

They stormed Gallipoli’s rugged heights,

Poziers, Bullecourt, Ypres,

all fell before their might.

Men passed on, their names forgotten,

Others lived, with bodies rotting,

Through it all were none who cared,

Worrying just how they fared.

THE TWENTY-SIXTH – ‘NEVER UNPREPARED’.

This bloody war of Hitler’s making

Has brought to life another child,

Who, so slowly from his sleep is waking,

His spirit stirring, eyes open wide,

To stem this monster’s lustful tide.

The Twenty-Sixth is born again,

To free this world of grief and pain,

Its sons will stand with head unbared

O’er graves of father, those who dared,

THE SECOND TWENTY-SIXTH – ‘NEVER UNPREPARED’.