Axis & Allies - damowords

Birth of Berlin
As rivers seek a causeway to the sea
& change their course when rocky terran strong,
The violent crusaders of Germany
Admonish with crosses this heathen throng;
ʺYe pagans proud,
Baptise or be deceasʹd!ʺ
Slavs form a rabble crowd, flee deep into the east.
As curdling milk congeals to cream
Steps tentative turn to stride,
Into abandonʹd forests teem
The Aryans, sky‐blue eyed,
By this insignificant stream
Tween Elbe & Oderʹs glide
They build a town amid the finny lakes,
Where beauty flows as early morning breaks.
Knights bound for Lithuania,
To convert pagans there,
Exeunt from the silviculture,
Ride to a cobblʹd square,
There break their fast, come mid‐day mass men sing a battleprayer.
Germania
1147
Ghengiz Khan
The babe born with a blood‐clot in his fist
Knew fratricide before his father died,
Posionʹd by rival tribesmen, the promised
Inheritance was his, & now a bride;
Nothing they lack,
Leading a simple life,
Until Chief Krull attackʹd & stole away his wife.
As from defeat the notion springs
Of victoryʹs existance,
Brave Temujin tightens bowstrings,
Makes men respect insistance,
Launchʹd them upon vendettaʹs wings
To his violent vengeance,
Where saving his wife from that devilʹs den
He boilʹd alive Chief Krull & all his men.
This was no ordinary soul,
Spirit excelsior
Could hear the rolling thunder call
Of conquest & of war,
When all the surface of the world would tremble at his awe.
Mongolia
1181