My thoughts on D-Day with a sense of appreciation to the scions of those vets of WWII and all others in uniform who are serving in uniform against the evil of radical Islam.
D-DAY SUN HAS NOT SET
It has been 71 years since on a spring June day the Channel was once again breached
Both from the air in morning night and by thousands on heaving Higgins seeking five beaches
Not a mere raid with more Canadian bodies washed into the tide or prisoners to leave in bloody retreat
But five divisions to land at the Atlantic Wall as a final step toward Hitler’s defeat
Our few surviving warriors are today in the last days of winter’s relentless, coming grip
Thick glasses, artificial joints, wheel chairs, the lucky ones with canes walking slowly to not fall or slip
The horror of all horrors to assault a well defended, waiting beach
Not knowing whether this would be the morning that the evening you would not reach
For over four years the Germans had the time to a deadly welcome prepare
Hundreds of pillboxes, a host of 88’s and “buzz saws” to hurl against khakis bare
Mines by the millions to rip the Higgins and gliders apart
Green seasick faces now climbing down the nets to depart
When the dust had cleared and fighting ended late, late at night
Almost 5,000 young men were laid low by the Dark Boatman’s fatal bite.
Never again no matter what is mankind’s military course
Will we ever see such a gathering of men and armada force
But heroes we will as a nation continue to breed!
Forces of terror should listen and so take heed!
The genes that climbed the Pointe du Hoc’s vertical cliffs
Or Dutch Cota armed with an unlit cigar giving his troops a lift
Or the All Americans landing in Ste. Mere Eglise spires
Or the destroyers almost ashore point blank at the pill boxes to fire
Still run deep in the generations from those warriors of June 6, 1944
Joined now by women and all with courage and brains to settle any score
We have been blessed with the warriors and heroes of that day
The forces of evil in Europe finally stopped and held at bay
More so today we are still blessed that their spirits still live
In the hearts of those in uniform today a final sacrifice prepared to give
The forces of evil like the locusts have once again on grains of life appeared
Beheading, killing women, children and Christians, burning innocents alive to spread terror and fear
The Sun on the British Empire may after many years now daily sets
But on those American forces against radical Islam’s evil terrors, the shadows are nowhere near yet.
© June 6, 2011Michael P. Ridley aka The Alaskanpoet