TO THE FIGHTING MAN
I want to walk by the side of the man Who has suffered and seen and knows, Who has ■ measured his place on the battle line, And given and taken the blows. Who has never whined when the scheme went wrong, Nor scoffed at the failing plan, But taken his dose with a heart of trust, And the faith of a gentleman. Who has parried and struck and sought, And given and scarred with a thousand spears, Can lift his head to the stars of heaven, And isn’t ashamed of his tears. I want to grasp the hand of the man, Who has been through it all and seen, Who has walked in the night with an unseen dread, And stuck to the world machine. Who has beaten his breasts to the winds of dawn, And thirsted and starved and felt, The sting and the bite of the bitter blasts, That the --mouths of the foul have dealt. Who was tempted and fell and rose again, And has gone on trusting and true, With God above supreme in his heart And Courage burning anew.
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Flak, Volume 1, Issue 8, 25 June 1943, Page 7
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188TO THE FIGHTING MAN Flak, Volume 1, Issue 8, 25 June 1943, Page 7
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