Stuka

A group of soldiers standing round

Under a Libyan sky

Lunchtime break and mess tins

Chatting by and by

Suddenly a Stuka

Droning out the blue

Nosedives from the azure

Heading straight for you

Machine gun blast

And scattered men

Flattened in the sands

German pilot lifts away

Only one man stands

My father

Brian Fahy

16 April 2021