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Letter: A poem for Beaumont Hamel


Dear editor: As July 1 approaches I wanted to share with your readers a poem I have written commemorating the bravery of the members of the Royal Newfoundland Regiment and the sacrifice they made on that date in 1916. All Canadians need to be made aware of this incredible sacrifice. The lads displayed incredible bravery and stoic resolve. May we never again have to suffer through such insanity that costs us our finest creatures.

Old soldiers and sailors and airmen march by

Bent but not broken, not nearly as spry

As the day they marched off to give Jerry Hell

At places with names like Beaumont Hamel.

They march to the cenotaph wearing berets.

Their skin is all wrinkled. Their hair is all grey.

They wipe away tears and old chests still swell

At mention of names like Beaumont Hamel.

They're buried in Burma. They're buried at sea

The lost generation from a proud colony.

We remember the fallen, remember them well.

They died at places like Beaumont Hamel.

Forget not their names. They gave their lives.

For us who came later they marched off to die.

Read loudly the names of all those who fell

In places with names like Beaumont Hamel.

Brave Newfoundlanders who answered the call

And asked not the reason nor sense to it all.

They came from the outports and cities as well

To die in the mud at Beaumont Hamel.

Brother by brothers, fathers by sons

‘Til each tasted death from the enemy's guns

And some met a fate much too gruesome to tell

As they died in the mud at Beaumont Hamel.

Mothers and sisters and fathers and wives

And children all mourned for those who had died

In the carnage of courage, the smoke and the smell

Of the Devil's domain, damned Beaumont Hamel.

Jim Boswell, Saskatoon, SK

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