When would it come
For the lost, and dead
Too late
But for the wicked
They felt far too soon
It stood
Once a proud nation
Made evil by complicity
With leaders who shamed it
They desired supreme domination
So much evil beneath the costume
Of national resolve
To overcome the depression
Of a people defeated in war
Outraged by the wages of an unjust surrender
A people devoid of human hope
Suffered ultimate alienation
Upon its feet and rising
It chose to doom
Those it disliked
From within its borders
For those people
Reasons varied
Such as
For their ethnicity or race
Physical impairment
Religion or orientation
Or difference of political view
And they will be remembered
For the devastation
Forever
For the damnation
Of humans it called
Unworthy of life
With violations of law
With hatred and violence
It made war against most of the modern nations of earth
And by their hand darkness began to cover Europe
There were still Free people who recognized the danger
Of evil incarnate, the great curse
Even the conquered, even the defiant resistance
Within the borders of the conquered lands
And the rare few inside the evil Reich
Resolute survivors
Rising from the ashes of the defeated
Of the nations of the Lion, Maple Leaf and the Eagle
Stood men unwilling to let evil ascend
They believed that they now
Had a responsibility to the world
For free men always face the question
What did you do when the world burned
For the world they learned
Their date of destiny
Victory or defeat
Fresh faces laying dead
Covered in the red
Of their own fragile flesh
They were a sacred gift
To fighting the power
Of a nation led by evil men
June 6, 1944, was the ascendant hour
When free men, and the resistance
Could at last begin the uninterrupted march
To the road of freedom
