Drowning in the sorrows of the past <br />The streets are scattered with limbs waiting for mend <br />They are here at last <br /> <br />The pain went all but too fast <br />The Blitz left us begging for a painless rend <br />Drowning in the sorrows of the past <br /> <br />We lay here like a forgotten cast <br />The Panzers bring horror as it’s vend <br />They are here at last <br /> <br />Rising like the flag, on the mast <br />Of the Red Navy, they shall bring the death to end <br />Drowning in the sorrows of the past <br /> <br />The help arrives at last <br />Saving us from our devious friend <br />They are here at last <br /> <br />They will not be able to cast <br />Us away; the defense we shall send <br />Drowning in the sorrows of the past <br />They are here at last <br /> <br />(9/13/2006)<br /><br />Michael Koelliker<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/red-dawn/
