Fifteen For Five
Boom ! We are hit ! We are hit !
Like Thor's hammer powerful and devastating
Four engines blown,
we went deeper and deeper
Steering gears jammed, propeller gone, bow tank can't be opened,
radio seems to be the only hope
Bruises, broken ribs, stunned,
waiting for the captain to speak
Shore station is calling
saved ?
Whispers, pale faces, desperation
Planes, ships, storms,
no help is coming
Get a drink and call the married men
Nordin, Speer, Jenvey and Preece, special mission
Check the radio one last time
no, hopeless
Gathering,
finest crew ever seen
toast
drink
Fifteen clatters with fifteen cold bodies
white faces,still holding the white mug
Last command
"wait"
You sir ?
join my crew
Unemotional
Fifteen for five
Last words
Last glance
Black out
Gone
Six days
Saved
Glad
Guilty ?