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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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