That Night In Caen " June 1944 "

In the centre of Caen On this war torn night Spandau's strafing All the Canadian soldiers in sight Sergeant Baker Is hit in the thigh A flesh wound its not He's in bleeding die As he cries out in pain The bullets rain down Zipping and pinging In this beautiful French town His head down As he awaits his fate His collar is grabbed Now in dragging state His colleague and friend Has risked his life To save another From mans war torn strife As they scramble away Upon them comes A Tiger tank Over the wall she runs To a shell hole they dive As a rocket strikes Through it's armoured steel In precision bite Internal explosion Screams of death Tank crew gone In battle reft The town now liberated In population applause As we sit in the square Wondering of wars just cause " Dedicated to all the Canadian and British soldiers who liberated Caen from June to August 1944 " http://www.thehighlanderspoems.com/war-2.php