| Written in a Japanese POW camp in Mongolia at great peril to his life by a Bataan Death March survivor. A soldier is a nobody, we hear lots of people say. He is the outcast of the world and always in the way. We admit there are bad ones from the Army to the Marines, but the majority you will find, the most worthy ever seen. Most people condemn the soldier when he stops to take a drink or two, but does a soldier condemn you, when you stop to take a few. Now don't scorn the soldier but clasp him by the hand, for the uniform he wears means protection to our land. The goverment picks its soldier from the million far and wide, so please place him as your equal good buddies side by side. When a soldier goes to battle you cheer him on the way, you say he is a hero when in the ground he lay. But the hardest battle of the soldier is in the time of peace, when all mock and scorn him and treat him like a beast. With these few lines we close sir, we hope we don't offend but when you meet a soldier just treat him like a friend. "Author Unknown" Bataan/Corregidor Obtained from and Thanks to: D.M. Barger [ex-FTG-1[SS]] who obtained it in turn from CMSC Brown, USAF Ret. The youngest survivor of the Bataan Death March. |
| In Flanders Fields In Flanders fields the poppies blow Between the crosses, row on row That mark our place; and in the sky The larks, still bravely singing, fly Scarce heard amid the guns below. We are the Dead. Short days ago We lived, felt dawn, saw sunset glow, Loved and were loved, and now we lie In Flanders fields. Take up our quarrel with the foe: To you from failing hands we throw The torch; be yours to hold it high. If ye break faith with us who die We shall not sleep, though poppies grow In Flanders fields. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The name of John McCrae (1872-1918) may seem out of place in the distinguished company of World War I poets, but he is remembered for what is probably the single best-known and popular poem from the war, "In Flanders Fields." He was a Canadian physician and fought on the Western Front in 1914, but was then transferred to the medical corps and assigned to a hospital in France. He died of pneumonia while on active duty in 1918. His volume of poetry, In Flanders Fields and Other Poems, was published in 1919. |
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