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The drone of the aircraft
Flying over our shore
Was a regular sound
During the Second World War.

Though, our brave young men
Had other thoughts,
As they gave their lives
In the battles fought.

“Scramble”rang out
Round the South East’s fields;
Men took to the skies,
And many were killed.

They searched for the enemy
In their Hurricanes,
And engaged in dogfights
With other planes.

Man and machine
Would pit their wits,
To outmanouveur the Germans
And claim their hits.

Engines revved and roared
As they climbed and dived;
In a trail of smoke and flames,
Many perished, and died.

Spitfires joined in,
Shooting down enemy planes,
Littering the English Channel
With their burning remains.

Those gallant young men
With their patched-up gear,
Took to the clouds,
Showing no fear.

The Germans were outclassed,
And didn’t know what had hit ‘em:
We call this confrontation today…

Winston Churchill summed it all up
For every man that flew…
“Never have so many owed so much,
To so few”.

We’ll always be in debt
For the lives they gave;
Thanks to their heroic actions,
Great Britain was saved.

© Jim Bell

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I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at

3 responses

  1. My late husband was a young boy growing up in England during WW!!, and I heard about the Battle of Britain from him and his parents. How they all survived and came out of it all sane is still a mystery to me. This is a very satisfying poem.


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