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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=365818" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Oradour-sur-Glane</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">I woke to the smell of new baked bread<br>From the bakery, down the way, <br>Mama was singing and feeding the hens, <br>I had no school today, <br>Pierre and I had arranged to go<br>For a ramble, soon or late, <br>To look for the trilling skylark's nest, <br>And the hedgehog's rolling gait.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Papa was sat in the garden, he<br>Was fixing my sister's bike, <br>While Grandpa sat on the old wood bench, <br>Filling his gnarled old pipe, <br>The sun was set in a pale blue sky<br>And the lord smiled down on the town, <br>The war was a million miles away<br>From Oradour-sur-Glane.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Pierre was waiting across the street, <br>We ran with a whoop of joy, <br>‘I'll race you out to the barley field, '<br>He said, my cousin's boy.<br>We found a hollow within the crop<br>Lay there in the broad sunlight, <br>And watched the birds as they swooped on down<br>From their laughing, joyous flight! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">At two o'clock, we heard the clatter<br>Of many an Army truck, <br>They drove to surround the village fields, <br>There were twenty, near enough.<br>Then soldiers leapt from the canopies, <br>Their uniforms were black, <br>An SS sign on their collars, and<br>A skull on each forage cap! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They herded the workers into the town, <br>We lay in a funk, and hid, <br>We heard the guttural, sharp commands, <br>They did as the soldiers bid, <br>A woman ran in a terror then, <br>A shot rang out and she fell, <br>Pierre stood up, as he ran he cried: <br>‘That was my aunt Giselle! '</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I said: ‘Come back! ' but he ran towards<br>The centre of the town, <br>A shot rang out as he scaled the fence, <br>Pierre went tumbling down! <br>I knew at once that my friend was dead, <br>I held my breath, and wept, <br>And burrowed deep in the barley field, <br>I see his body yet! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They marched the men en masse along<br>To Madame Laudy's barn, <br>They led the women and children<br>To the church, in their alarm! <br>They took the babies, pushers too, <br>Crammed deep inside the church, <br>But then the SS opened fire, <br>And they lit a blazing torch.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The men, they were slaughtered in the barn, <br>They never told them why, <br>The barn went up in flames as well, <br>I lay in the field, and cried, <br>I lost my mother and sister too, <br>My father and my gran, <br>The Devil smiled on his work that day<br>In Oradour-sur Glane! </div><div style="margin:10px 0">They burnt the town, burnt every home, <br>They turned the town to hell, <br>I wonder whether the soldiers wept<br>When they went down, as well; <br>For off the coast, at Normandy<br>Was an Army with a plan, <br>To slay the butchers that killed the town<br>Of Oradour-sur-Glane!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=David+Lewis+Paget">David Lewis Paget</a><div class=q>
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From the bakery, down the way, 
Mama was singing and feeding the hens, 
I had no school today, 
Pierre and I had arranged to go
For a ramble, soon or late, 
To look for the trilling skylark's nest, 
And the h..."></div>
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