July 16, 2026

Ode to A Troop One Squadron SASR

Who dares wins, who cares who wins.
Said it a thousand times, never meant it.

Put your life on the line, just another job, where’s Bob?

Black Hawks, fly in them at night, light’s out,

Rehearsals done, you never baulk, on skids again.

Go, go,go, is the call… Shit, everything is a fireball.

Fifteen Mates gone, never again to be on line.

It’s our country, we all know death, can come,

When you don’t think it’s your time.

We will miss you, from us you have left.

Friends, the times we climbed.

The Exercises, the Operations, these are what I’ll remember.

The Professional courage of all, dangerous, arduous, living on the edge.

We remember, just another job, where’s Bob?

Gone, fifteen gone, family and friends left behind.

Inspired by fifteen souls.  

SASR Veteran….

Thirty-years ago, 12th June 1996.