Rising from his position on the beach, he focused
Going from prepared to the warrior sent to attack
The FSSF preparation and training was grueling
But this moment would free up Anzio's beach
Elite skilled and trained soldier, unafraid, anxious
Killing others, firing down at one as he climbed
A collision about to happen, impact was relentless
The Nazis called them Black Devils, barely knew
How deeply different these men were from them
While he found and went over the wall, into fire
Shooting until he'd no more ammo, struck down
Then rolling from the tumult, would die if left
Four had come to pull him to safety, and died
Finally even stretcher teams came to save him
But didn't survive their effort to save his life
FSSF "Blacky" Strecker, managed to live
Living a life afterwards on borrowed time
And making every second worth living
IN A MOMENT, HE SURVIVED BUT OTHERS DIED
Alex Ness 2026© Dedicated
