230316 Sgt. John Morton British Army West Yorkshire Rgt. My grandfather was a POW and was taken prisoner at the beginning of the war. I have a book he wrote when he was a prisoner and also a poem he wrote called "Alphabet of War". His name was Sgt John Morton of the West Yorkshire Regiment.
A stands for Adolf, the cause of the war,
B is the bunkum we get from HawHaw,
C is the country in which they both live,
D is their deeds, which we cannot forgive,
E's the expenses this blooming war's cost,
F is the Frenchman, who turned, ran and lost.
G is for Goering and Goebbels, all boast,
H is for Hitler, the man hated most,
I is for Italy, that entered the war,
J is the Jerry who fought them before,
K is our King and the leader we find,
L is the Lion who growls close behind,
M are the men that follow it up,
N is for never we'll give up the cup,
O is for optimist, this I might be,
P is for pioneers on land, air and sea,
Q is the question "Can we stand fast?"
R is the realm we'll hold to the last,
S is the swastika, symbol of hate,
T is for Turkey who knows of their fate,
U is for US we're prisoners, quite true,
V is the Vow that we'll see it right through,
W is the waiting for this war to cease,
X is the yearning for our folks at home,
Z is the Zeal that no more shall we roam,
I found my grandad to be a very brave man. He told of his time as a prisoner at Stalag 383 and it was bad as to what they all had to go through. He told me he complained of toothache and the Germans took all of his teeth out with pliers and gave him nothing for the pain. I have his medals but no photos of him in the war.
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