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Battle of Bataan (Poem)

October 8, 2006

Why are the nights so still?

 

Why am I on this faraway hill?

 

Home is so far away.

 

I’m wondering if I’ll return someday.

 

I hate to see morning come.

 

And face another day of war humdrum.

 

The stillness of the night

 

Gives me the courage for another day to fight.

 

I hate to spend another day

 

Without help on its way.

 

The fear of no supplies

 

Means the loss of many lives.

 

Never can I take a nap

 

Without waking to fight a Jap.

 

The sounds of their big guns

 

Now we have nowhere else to run.

 

Behind us is the China Sea

 

In front, Japs as far as you can see.

 

They are here with intent to kill

 

And leave our bones upon this hill.

 

They tell us to surrender today

 

We say there has to be another way.

 

They say they have the upper hand.

 

We say yes, but we are the Battling

 

Bastards of Bataan.

 

 

 

 

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