In any war, threats exist by day and night
To counter the foe there are drills to quickly fight
Regardless of weather, be it cold, storm or heat
Nor no matter the hour to ensure no surprise defeat
To man positions and know exactly what to do
In military terms it’s called “Stand To”
Whatever your rank, the order for action is clear
When alarm is sounded from afar or a sentry near
Doesn’t matter if you’ve other duties or fast asleep
There are no excuses and a penalty you’ll reap
It’s a command to be obeyed, regardless who
Oh, how the adrenaline flows with a sudden “Stand To”
In such times, new faces become dear brothers
Cos its life or death and you rely on each other
You stay awake no matter how tired you be
God help any soldier who sleeps and I pray it’s not me
You man your weapon or whatever your task to do
Whenever the magic words are uttered “Stand To”
Sometimes at your station, perhaps in a trench
Your mind may for a moment wander to a wench
Or even an icy cold foaming lager to quench?
The choice is yours; a beer or a lustful wench?
Suddenly, that sergeant who reads minds is behind you
Whispering terrible fear, “ Stay alert, it’s Stand To”
George Mansford©September 2011
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