or, subtitle, "Slacking
off in class when inspiration strikes."
I was
listening to my professor in Western Civilization II (really, I was listening!), and we were learning about World War II,
particularly about D-Day.
So,
what does this writer do? She writes a poem. Isn’t that what you guys do? I was
taking notes, too, I swear! But anyway, I thought you all would like to read
it.
American
Soldier (D-Day)
I
am a wave
I
carried you
far
from your homeland shore
I
carried you
within
a boat
to
take you off to war
I
am a wave
I
am a wave
I
toss and churn
to
keep you from your fruitless task
I
toss and churn
I
roll your boat
to
keep you from your death
I
am a wave
I
am a wave
I
carry news
of
victory well known
I
carry news
of
conquerors
to
those who wait at home.
I
carry news
I
am a wave
a
wave that rolls
the
soft and wayward back
a
wave that rolls
with
salty tears
how
sorrowf’lly I trek
I
am a wave
I
am the wave
who carries you
back
to your homeland shore
I
carry you
to
loved one’s arms
who
will kiss you no more
I
am the wave
I don't think it's finished yet, but we'll see. And if you read it backwards, line by line, it still kind of makes sense. That's why I didn't put the punctuation in--I didn't want that to be an inhibitor.
I hope you enjoyed it!
In Christ,
Camryn
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