Allos
Aug 14, 2003, 07:39 PM
I know I posted this poem in a previous topic, but I really like it. What do you guys think of it?
The Hills of Bastogne
The crops should be full in Belgium this year,
The soil should be fertile, but the price has been dear,
The wheat should be red on the hills of Bastogne
For its roots have been soaked by the blood of our own.
Battered and reeling we stand in their way,
Its here we are, and here we will stay.
Embittered, wrathful, we watch our pals fall,
God, wheres the end, the end of it all?
Confident and powerful, they strike at our lines,
But we beat them back, fighting for time.
Berserk with fury, they are hitting us now,
Flesh against steel, we hold, but how?
For each day that we stay, more mothers must grieve.
For each hill that we hold more men must we leave.
Yes, honor the men who will some day come home,
But pray for the men 'neath the hills of Bastongne.
-Bernard J. McKearney
101st Airborne
The Hills of Bastogne
The crops should be full in Belgium this year,
The soil should be fertile, but the price has been dear,
The wheat should be red on the hills of Bastogne
For its roots have been soaked by the blood of our own.
Battered and reeling we stand in their way,
Its here we are, and here we will stay.
Embittered, wrathful, we watch our pals fall,
God, wheres the end, the end of it all?
Confident and powerful, they strike at our lines,
But we beat them back, fighting for time.
Berserk with fury, they are hitting us now,
Flesh against steel, we hold, but how?
For each day that we stay, more mothers must grieve.
For each hill that we hold more men must we leave.
Yes, honor the men who will some day come home,
But pray for the men 'neath the hills of Bastongne.
-Bernard J. McKearney
101st Airborne