Eye to Eye With Their Ally
Saboteurs
In the milky light of the bleak dawn
Agents and saboteurs awake
Preparing to assassinate
Some dark lieutenant
Of the occupying power
They will not be acclaimed
They will not even be named
They will remain
Unknown, a footnote
They dislocate our fate
We wait. Where are they now?
Missing, presumed dead,
He said. Martyred
Wanton devastation
The butchery of me.
They took lessons
In the art of destruction
Sabotage is a craft
They were taught
How to kill
With their bare hands
A veil was drawn
Over their future
They did not know
What their mission was
Until the final moment
When they were despatched
By air and by sea
Smuggled in by gunboat
And parachute
Eye to eye with their ally,
With their enemy
Upstart amateurs
Armed only with cyanide
Inside a suicide pill.
Dedicated to member of SOE
(see soon to be established on Drowning In Academia)
