So Proudly We Hailed Poem by John F. McCullagh

So Proudly We Hailed

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Iwo was a bloodbath; that fact can't be denied.
We had twenty thousand wounded men and seven thousand died.
The fight was long and difficult against the entrenched foe.
(When the photograph was taken the fight had weeks yet left to go.)
High upon Mount Suribachi, our hearts leapt at the sight:
As "Old Glory" was unfurled, our colors caught the light.
Six young men raised her on high, to defy the rising Sun.
(Three of them were buried there before that fight was won.)
One moment in eternity that was caught for all to see.
a moment passing, even now, from living memory.
For most of those who fought and lived
are, by now, dead and gone.
The moment of their glory lives
captured here in Bronze.

Saturday, February 22, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: war memories
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In honor of the 75th anniversary of the iconic flag-raising during the battle for Iwo Jima
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