Lorna

The Young Soldier

He doesn\'t boast or swagger

Or hold a forum on his deeds of yore

The perfect gentleman of old

A man of four score he saw the Burma war

That fetid jungle war beset by enemy

And damp and heat and cruel artillery

And young friends died around him

Far away from all they knew

But he was young and strong

And did his bit, expecting no reward

It\'s just the way it goes is how it\'s put

By fellow of that ilk

Our Burma hero