A poem written during the second world war
A hundred thousand heroes,
With banners flying high,
Came marching down the ages,
To show us how to die.
One Man forsaken lonely,
Yet whispering still forgive,
Cross hung and dying slowly,
Still shows us how to live.
By Max Darell-Brown, a sailor who was killed trying to save other sailors from drowning.
(Submitted by his niece, Penny Lyndon Stanford)