Axis & Allies - damowords

Savage Rape
“At last! At last! The bastards are going
& we shall know freedom!” sang Christina,
All round th’evacuation full flowing,
Rejoicing she turn’d the road’s calm corner…
& froze like clay,
Four grey soldiers stood there,
Into an alleyway they dragg’d her by the hair.
The spittle spat with hate & spite,
Lashing out with fist & tongue
For love of life she put up fight,
But of course they were too strong
& raped her thro the dead of night,
None of them thought it wrong
To throw her barely breathing in a bin…
Next morning found by frantic Konstantin.
By now the Germans were long gone
& there his mother died,
An old Russian offerʹd a gun,
Clutch’d tightly as he cried,
“I shall avenge my family!” such hate to rage inside.
Kiev
November 6th
1943
Savage Battle
As tho sailing on dreamy manoeuvres,
The majesty of air‐space deem’d complete,
Protected by twelve aircraft carriers
America has launched a battle fleet
For the Gilberts,
Where surged the young marine,
Tween cool volcanic spurts yclad in em’rald green,
Lush saplings rush in from the sea
& plunge into the cauldron,
Tho courageous mamertini
They moulder by the dozen,
Boys screaming out “Mommy! Mommy!”
Held pendulous chaudron…
Safe only in the space where Amtrak rolls
Unless, above them, snipers in the boles.
The twin‐cylinderʹd flamethrower
Blazed thro holes & trenches,
“The Emporer!” no surrender,
Such a grisly business,
Barely a handful faced disgrace, the rest sable corpses.
Tarawa
November 20 th
1943