Axis & Allies - damowords

Canto II
The Seven‐Years War & the formation of the British Empire
Colonial War
Europe shapes peace at sleepy Aix‐Chapelle,
Paris & London, locking niggle‐horn,
Prepare to fence rapiers for a spell
Within the nation where Washington born;
America,
Land international,
Redskins & militia battl’d intolʹrable.
Captian Franklinʹs squadron did push
Thro a legend‐haunted wood,
Of tomohawkʹs whoopoing ambush
Corpʹral struck with sickʹning thud,
Onto his native soil did gush
Hot, sacrificial blood ‐
Young Washington winced at each scalping cry,
Yells, ʺBenjamin, let us to Fort George fly!ʺ
The French plan seiges from Quebec,
The British from Boston,
But both a freckle, tiny speck,
On lands American,
Where still exist the ancyent six nations of Indian.
The most persistant sound which reverberates through man’s
history is the beating of war drums
Ohio
1754
Arthur Koestler