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For Henri Joseph Fenet, and the Men of the Charlemagne Division — “Loyal To The End”
Your knighthood was bestowed
In the reign of fire
And phosphorous,
The weight of judgement
Already a Damocletian sword.
Thinking of home,
But now there is no home —
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“. . .Take up our quarrel with the foe
To you, from failing hands, we throw
the torch: be yours to hold it high.
If ye break faith with us who die,
We shall not sleep, though poppies grow
In Flanders Fields.”
— excerpt from the poem “In Flanders Fields,” written on the battlefront on May 3, 1915, during the second battle of Ypres, Belgium, by Lt. Colonel John McCrae. (more…)
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Kameradschaft
Dimly, as a vague shape outlined in the fog,
I catch a fleeting glimpse of Babylon.
Her rough hewn temples, frenzies of lust,
and the sickly pale shining eyes and faces
of those who uphold her monuments.
They stand in defiance of all
that came before.