Kurt Philip Behm Poet Rhyme

To Winston

Death standing
at attention
for a fated
reveille 
Which trumpets
through
the darkest cloud
to rain down liberty

Each bayonet
he wills in place
with fearlessness
empowered
A call to arms
through hill and dale
to launch
‘His Finest Hour’

(Winston Churchill At War: December, 2025)

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