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Winston Churchill, of the famous line

Descended from the Duke of Marlborough,

Had stayed in Munich, just before the rise

Of Adolf Hitler to dictatorship.

In that same city, which not long before,

Had seen the police shoot down a Nazi band,

Who’d planned to seize the reins of government,

A meeting was arranged. For Churchill then

Had little knowledge of this violent man,

Who was to be his chief protagonist.

Against Herr Hitler, at this time, he said,

He had no national prejudice, nor knew

What views he held, what type of man he was;

He had the right to be a patriot,

To stand up for his country in defeat.

But Hitler learned that Churchill had enquired

About the Jews. Why did he hate them so?

No more advances came from either side.

The arch-opponents of the future war

Would never see each other face to face.

Though he had held high offices of State,

Now Winston Churchill sat in Parliament

Below the aisle, a lonely figure, shunned,

A critic of his party’s policies.

Rotund and short, and stooping from a blow

Received in playing polo in his youth,

He yet retained a charismatic power.

His smooth and pinkish face, with glaucous eyes,

Set ’neath a lofty brow and balding head,

Could be expressive when he was aroused.

But often now he looked more in repose,

In brooding thought on matters secretive,

As one – for those who knew him – like a fire,

Damped down, but waiting, incubated, dulled,

Yet burning still with concentrated heat.

Most doubted now his judgment, since that time

When, in the former war, he’d pressed the case

For Allied action in the Dardanelles.

How much he’d suffered from that cruel debacle,

Fought out on shores of far Gallipoli!

Without full power, yet ardent to pursue

A plan to end the slaughter in the west,

He’d watched its failure, grieved at its mistakes,

And mourned for those who’d perished there in vain.

He listened now to lesser men’s debates.

Prime Minister MacDonald was not loth

To press upon the European powers

The need to hasten their disarmament.

Widespread opinion favoured such a course.

Had not the war been caused by armaments?

The losers had been stripped of all their power,

But, of the victors, France especially,

Retained its forces in preponderance.

Should not the French and others acquiesce

By cutting down their arms to parity?

The British government did not make a stand

Against this plea from vanquished enemies.

Indeed they showed displeasure at the French

For clinging to their own security.

For Britain had not witnessed German troops

Trample the growing corn of native land,

And seen their ancient villages subdued

By field-grey soldiers, alien in tongue.

Yet France would keep her army, though some knew,

Like Charles de Gaulle, it was not competent.

Amidst these cries of fear and sentiment,

One voice in England spoke of principles:

‘Whilst grievances of vanquished States remain,

It is not safe for victors to disarm.’

Churchill did not ignore the Germans’ case

For some amendment of the harshest terms

Imposed by post-war treaty at Versailles:

Their loss of land, their weakness in defence

In view of Russia’s greater armaments,

Their economic burdens, and the guilt

Which they regarded as unjustly borne.

And yet to see them arming for revenge

Was to invite a new catastrophe.

It was not long ago that he himself

Had argued for the British to reduce

Expenditure on arms. As Chancellor,

He’d forced the British Admiralty to cut

Its spending on new cruisers; then refused

To finance a new base at Singapore.

And later he’d advised the Cabinet

To keep the rule that war was not foreseen

For ten years in the future. Now he knew

How circumstances differed; how once more

The world was threatened with the bane of war.

So Churchill braved the judgment of his peers;

‘Thank God’, he cried, ‘that France has not disarmed.’

Though even he did not expect the war

That Germans, like von Seekt, had now conceived:

A war of movement, blitzkrieg, planes and tanks.

Instead he feared the flames in city streets,

The hail of bombs on helpless citizens.

For he well knew the face of war had changed.

As First Lord of the Admiralty, he’d known

How every ship was armed; how they must match

The German Dreadnoughts and the submarines

Within the North Sea and the ocean deeps.

One admiral then, he’d said, could lose the war;

In one engagement all could be at risk.

But aircraft had transformed the art of war.

Britain, especially, was most vulnerable,

With massive cities, ports and industries

And London within minutes of the coast.

He was appalled to hear the government say

That no new squadrons were to be equipped;

That Britain’s air force was the fifth air power.

What scorn he poured on Baldwin’s later claim

That he’d not called for due rearmament,

Because he’d feared to lose too many votes!

Within the Civil Service some men felt

The need to give support to Churchill’s views,

For they, like him, envisaged Britain’s plight

If she was soon outpaced in armaments.

They secretly informed him of the news

About the German programme, whilst he too

Obtained from agents on the continent

Material to further his critique

Of Baldwin and his government’s policy.