Comrades of Chosin

red haired boy — Thu, 07 Feb 2008 19:00:00 +0100

Fifty years hence they buried you heroes of Chosin,
As they lowered you together in the rock-laden ground-
bugles blew not a note, drums beat not a sound.
Your bodies bloodied and frozen.
...Will your children understand what for?

Every year since, your comrades still answer the call,
Guns fire once more, the bands rejoice for all to hear-
in the parades, while passing ranks of old heroes cheer.
The crippled and maimed observe from their flanks, as the [...]

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Comrades of Chosin