A collage of pain and insanity from above.
Flak was always dangerous and often accurate.
Hell Raining down---Insanity from Above
(Photos above Courtesy of The National Archives of the United States)
Insanity from above
5/22/2013
A poem by Doug Gempel
When The bombers came in,
The ground shakes thin,
People are running,
From all the gunning,
With flames way high,
You hear neighbors sigh,
From all of the commotion above,
You wished this was a dove,
But as you blink,
And scared to think,
That the allies are here,
And this isn’t for a beer,
But to damage our resolve,
As they try to dissolve,
The Reich of three,
Will no longer be,
The power of evil,
Sent from the Deville,
To overthrow humanity
With all this insanity,
As they fly above,
This ain’t no dove,
But hell from the clouds,
Bombs bursting so loud,
It scares me to think,
We are reaching the brink,
Of sheer destruction,
We need construction to rebuild our towns
And be happy as clowns,
Rather than weeping from fright,
The almighty sight of hell raining down
To the low low ground.
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