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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=547114" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Blitzkreig</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Children sleeping in a shed deep under the garden clay, <br>Covered overhead with massive pine tree spars, as bombs rained<br>Ruthless down on London, heard thousands of our guns fall silent, <br>Unexplained! “Why? ” I whispered scared, my sister had no answer<br>Unknowing how that great warrior Churchill had agreed<br>Night fighters be deployed to stop the cruel armada, high<br>Above the balloons. A different duel now, with men the same breed<br>As themselves. But across the broad swathe of London sky, <br>Sombre and formidable, first in dozens then in hundreds, <br>Heinkels marched in dark battalions, flaunting the balkenkreuz, <br>Lit by London’s ring of fire, loosing an avalanche of cannon shell; <br>Drumfest of TNT’s murderous death-knell scything the streets.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Three nights we listened fearful, my sister and I, to the roar <br>And tremble, crash and smash, break and shake of Nazi’s proud <br>Might. Hearing only the distant rumble of battle as raw, <br>Naked searchlights swept in vain the pink underbelly of cloud, <br>Far above us in the moonless night. But we knew the blind<br>Whirlwind flail of machine guns was shredding our Blenheims. <br>Ah! But we were led by a man big enough to change his mind. <br>“Stand down the fighters, ” Winston said ordering General Pile<br>To recommence his mighty barrage, and sudden, radar controlled<br>AA guns reinforced ten-fold the wild, pungent cacophony while<br>Louder yet a million Londoners stood and cheered to claim <br>The victory as we hit back with pent up fury and with deadly aim.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Peter+J+White">Peter J White</a><div class=q>
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