Stalingrad (Poem)

I wrote that poem in reaction to my being honored to lay the wreath of roses at the Stalingrad War Memorial in a Ceremony in August of 1989 right after I got off the Volga Boat and then spent the day travelling around the town including touring the Front Lines and the Museum

We got off the boat at the dock
Walking into town I was asked
Could I lay some flowers
At the War Memorial
On the Banks of the Volga?

Of course I said yes
Honored and pleased
My Dad had fought the Japanese
At Saipan and Tinian and Okinawa

Nazis were not his war
But we were all Allies together
In the Noble Cause to Defeat Fascism

As I neared the Statue
On the Banks of the Volga
Young Komsomol Girl appeared
All dressed in white
Carrying a wreath of red roses
She gave to me

A band was playing
Joyful, not somber, but subdued
Town Elders assembled

Sun was shining
Most beautiful day
On the Banks of the Volga

I lay my wreath of roses
To the Defenders and Victims of Stalingrad
Bowed my head in silent reflection

If the Soviets had not held at Stalingrad
All Europe today would be speaking German
And saluting: Heil Hitler!

Deutschland, Deutschland
But not Uber Alles
My Dad was smiling
On the Banks of the Volga

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