William Seed: Another Page In History by Kathleen Wildman

History’s written on this page, That fills me with disbelief and rage, That God let these innocents depart this life, When all they’d ever known was struggle and strife, That he could really be so cruel, To take these boys, barely out of school. Boys who’d hardly lived at all, Like William Seed, a mere child that’s all. Many lives lost and nothing gained, Just mothers who’ll never be the same.

Because his mam she couldn’t cope, He went straight from the orphanage Full of hope, up the gangplank willingly, Of the ‘Mira Flores’ and off to sea, With a head full of dreams to be fulfilled, He was slight in stature, but very strong willed. Determined to make his mam feel proud, To fulfill this wish, he was not allowed. A raging storm, the ship could Ill afford, Washed poor William overboard.

No sailors wept, just grateful were they, That they’d lived to see another day. Why these things happen, is a mystery,

Is It merely just to fill, another page in history?