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1944: Omaha beach

Poetry By: King Cameron
War and military


Good World war II poem


Submitted:Apr 12, 2013    Reads: 28    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


Five seconds!

Four three two one!

I heard my lieutenant yell.

He said. "Go, men run."

I was running as fast as my body would let me when I heard a scream as loud as a banshee's call

I looked back

Just in time to see my lieutenant fall

I ran back

Just in time to hear him say more

Take over

And win the war …

I yelled,

Get going men! For goodness sakes,

Take the pill boxes down!

Hurry men! Use whatever it takes!





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