Axis & Allies - damowords

Oaths of Loyalty
Mid heaven’s vale of operatic hearts,
Hemm’d in by behemoths huge, hewn from stone,
These cool, majestic mountains of the Harz,
There dwells a soldier of the Aesir born;
An eagle flings
His wings to airy dawn
As ev’ry treetop sings for chandelier’d dawn.
On receiving the Reich leader
He dismiss’d der Fuhrergaurd,
Changed to men of the Third Jager,
Lords of La Haye Saint’s courtyard,
“I have made my men a soldier
Enough to hold Asgard!”
Appealing to Hitler’s warrior creed
Not a mere gesture but resolute deed.
Awe trembles as his soul’s captain
The Honour Guard inspects,
Draws devotion from ev’ryone,
The solemn oath extracts,
An ear is pinch’d & in that instant Rommel’s all accepts.
Goslar
1934
The New Rome
Clutching crude spears & shields of Rhino hide
Wylde beards defend homelands desperately,
Overhead planes glide cross the countryside
Spitting caustic droplets mercilessly;
A lethal mist
Poisons this thirsty land,
The will to still resist erodes to dusty sand.
As shadows of Mount Antoto
Drew long over Ababba,
Such host of angry bullets flow
From the fearless emporer,
Choking the hopeless word to go,
All hail the conqueror!
As Mussolini’s legions, triumphant,
Banish the anguish of late Rome’s lament.
“My good people are suffering!”
Tears stain’d Selasso’s eye,
Altho the king was stood weeping
The League sat idly by…
Men melting into mountains underneath a bomber sky.
Abyssinia
March
1935