by Cpl. Robert Lin Cook
Jan 1942-Sep 1945

Skies are once more darkened,
war clouds cover the land:
they've sent our youth out
to fight on bloody sand.

Once again they
face an enemy
filled with bitterness
and hate,
a fanatic of 
dire proportions,
unwilling to reason
or debate.

We do not understand
his passion for war and strife,
we have bought
for him freedom
with our blood 
and life.

His God is ours,
they tell me,
a singular being
of love yet
he cries out 
not for mercy
but for revenge
from heaven above.

Lord, help us convince him
we mean him no harm
as per se,
we wish him a
good life and living
so we can be
on our way.

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The author: Robert Lin Cook served with Reg. Weapons Co. (2d-2d) from 1942-44, at Guadalcanal and Tarawa during a 33-month overseas tour.

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