Axis & Allies - damowords

Okinawa
The greatest armada in history,
Far from that horrific Hawaiian day,
Tho besieged by swarms of Kamakaze
Was nothing but the fleet that came to stay;
Each fit GI
Surged forth victorious,
All times supported by these forty carriers.
Seeming chivalric pilgrimage,
Mere meters transform’d to miles,
Foxholes, fatigue & foliage
Flung across these lizard isles,
From anguine path to rocky ridge
Defenders heap’d in piles
For fanatical snipers tied to trees
Bring the advancing Yankees to their knees.
Within his divine death place sat
An angel from the sky,
Some vampyre bat, the ship’s deck spat,
But fail’d to swat that fly
Breaking, exploding bestial to high‐pitch howl’d “Banzai!”
Sea of Japan
May
1945
Death of a Reichsfuhrer
The scrawny, short, Schutzstaffel Mongoloid,
High priest of Aryan supremacy,
Shaves moustache smooth in order to avoid
The scales of an higher authority;
Tho unsuspect ‐
Panic! False papers thrust…
The photo records check’d, his eye‐patch guise soon crush’d.
“Are you Himmler” Our man defies
Gentle interrogation,
Soon stripp’d & search’d, the doctor tries
A small dental inspection,
Dull glimmers prise the narrow eyes,
Beacons of decision…
Crushing this small capsule of cyanide
This secret death namore his teeth shall hide.
The Fowler died & with him went
The sad wyghts of Wansee,
Whose wails had sent the innocent
Unto that twisted tree,
Where they would hang from countless noose in cruellest
misery.
Lueneburg
May 25th
1945