WE GUY'S WHO ARE SLEEP HERE
DID OUR DUTY, BUT WITH MUCH FEAR.
WE CRAWLED DOWN THE KALL TRAIL
HEARD THE ENEMY SHELLS WAIL
FEW LIVED TO TELL THE TALE.
THE REST OF US ARE IN OUR HOLY GRAIL

THE FOREST WAS THICK AND DARK
NO SUNLIGHT SHONE IN THE PARK.
WE CRAWLED ON HANDS AND KNEES
COULD HARDLY SEE THROUGH THE TREES
BULLETS HUMMING LIKE ANGRY BEES
WE HEARD OUR DYING COMRADES PLEAS.

THE ENEMY WAS FORTIFIED WELL
IN BUNKERS THAT NO SHELL
COULD EVER PENETRATE.
THESE MEN INSIDE HAD NO HATE
THEY WATCHED US CRAWL TO OUR FATE
WHEN WE SAW THEM IT WAS TOO LATE.

IN THE TERRIBLE FIRE, HUNDREDS DIED
EVEN THE ANGELS ABOVE CRIED.
OUR BONES HAVE LONG TURNED TO DUST.
FEW AMERICANS EVER THINK OF US
EVEN OUR DOG TAGS HAVE TURNED TO RUST
ONLY FRIEND SCORPIO MAKES A FUSS.

HE WALKS ABOVE US ALL THE TIME
HIS WEB SITE IS SO PRIME
HIS HUERTGEN SITE TELLS OF OUR GLORY
NOW THE WORLD CAN READ OUR STORY.
CAREFULL PAT AS YOU WANDER AROUND
STILL HIDDEN MINES UNDER THE GROUND.

PAT YOU ARE A REAL FRIEND
WE'LL BE TOGETHER TILL THE END.

~~~ Elmer H. Ake ~~~
1925 - 2007
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