@maccageezer @gomezwastaken wrote this poem on E Comp. 10yrs ago, I was 19. Thought you may enjoy it
The Breaking Point
In a land of bitter cold and bitter war, men might ask what is this for?
But in their hearts they know too well, they're here to send those Krauts to hell.
And to add to their troubles they are buried in snow, Not able to tell friend from foe.
The blistering wind came up, in the Ardennes woods, all Easy men wishing they had warm wooly hoods.
These were the coldest times of their damn lives, wishing they could cuddle up to their woman and wives.
Only jump boots and trench coats to keep them warm, please God stop this bone-chilling storm.
No wool socks, or long underwear,
made the men desperate, curse and swear.
Shivering became as normal as artillery fire,
Easy Company men began to fall and tire.
With temperatures freezing and below zero,
It was tremendously hard to be a war hero.
If the cold wasn't enough to keep these men tough, add 88's and mortars and snipers and all that cruel stuff.
BANG! BANG! Mortars go off in the cold silent night, giving those Screaming Eagles a deadly fright.
Hitting the tree pines and foxholes very fast,
sadly Sergeants Muck and Penkala caught a blast.
Two fine men lost, plus many more,
men killed and wounded in a desperate war.
Despite brutal cold and unmerciful attacks,
the dedicated Paratroopers held the line at the forest Bois Jacques.
Eventually it was time to attack at last,
get out of those foxholes and forget the past.
The town of Foy we are about to take!
For the 506, history it will make!
With the help and leadership of Lt. Speirs,
success was certain, causing krauts to draw tears.
After a long and exhausting month of heroic deeds, the men of Easy were able to attend to their needs.
And although many fine men were lost at war, If it wasn't for them, there would have been many more.
But to those still alive I would like you to know, how much I admire your stand in the snow.
My hat off to Easy Company, 2nd Battalion of the 506, for all those problems in the world you helped restore and fix.
By : Tristan J. Bower
The Breaking Point
In a land of bitter cold and bitter war, men might ask what is this for?
But in their hearts they know too well, they're here to send those Krauts to hell.
And to add to their troubles they are buried in snow, Not able to tell friend from foe.
The blistering wind came up, in the Ardennes woods, all Easy men wishing they had warm wooly hoods.
These were the coldest times of their damn lives, wishing they could cuddle up to their woman and wives.
Only jump boots and trench coats to keep them warm, please God stop this bone-chilling storm.
No wool socks, or long underwear,
made the men desperate, curse and swear.
Shivering became as normal as artillery fire,
Easy Company men began to fall and tire.
With temperatures freezing and below zero,
It was tremendously hard to be a war hero.
If the cold wasn't enough to keep these men tough, add 88's and mortars and snipers and all that cruel stuff.
BANG! BANG! Mortars go off in the cold silent night, giving those Screaming Eagles a deadly fright.
Hitting the tree pines and foxholes very fast,
sadly Sergeants Muck and Penkala caught a blast.
Two fine men lost, plus many more,
men killed and wounded in a desperate war.
Despite brutal cold and unmerciful attacks,
the dedicated Paratroopers held the line at the forest Bois Jacques.
Eventually it was time to attack at last,
get out of those foxholes and forget the past.
The town of Foy we are about to take!
For the 506, history it will make!
With the help and leadership of Lt. Speirs,
success was certain, causing krauts to draw tears.
After a long and exhausting month of heroic deeds, the men of Easy were able to attend to their needs.
And although many fine men were lost at war, If it wasn't for them, there would have been many more.
But to those still alive I would like you to know, how much I admire your stand in the snow.
My hat off to Easy Company, 2nd Battalion of the 506, for all those problems in the world you helped restore and fix.
By : Tristan J. Bower