The smallest coffins weigh the heaviest

On your crimson coast of SVG

Young Souls lost in twisted metal

Their bodies crashing in the roaring sea

An image – an accident forever stained in our history

Mothers who lost shed tears that heal{{more}}

Fathers lose resolve once hard as steel

Lord alone knows how they feel

So Lord God of hosts, I ask, be with us yet

Lest we forget – lest we forget!

These lives were so young

Perhaps they were not ready yet

Full of Life, full of plans that cannot be completed

Instead;

Mothers dress their daughters that one last time

Fathers kiss their sons that one last time

And lest we forget there is a carpenter hard at work

And no matter what wood is used or what length is cut there is nothing he can do about the weight

As the smallest coffins always weigh the heaviest.

Lord God you are always there to remind us

Lest we forget – lest we forget!