Sheridan High School - Bronc Yearbook (Sheridan, WY)

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Poetry Contest—Continued BATAAN ANI) CORREGIDOR It happened at the break of dawn It rang; from shore to shore It turned skies black, that fatal crack On Bataan and Corregidor. Friend turned foe on that fatal day— Hit hard at our back door, And lit a flame, of a deadly game From Bataan to Corregidor. The bombs—they fell and turned loose hell In a godless reign of war— And brave lads fought, though they were caught On Bataan to Corregidor. They heard the noise of bursting bombs As they ruined and shattered and tore The very heart of the great rampart On Bataan and Corregidor. They fought through the night, an endless day Though it shook the very core Of tired souls in cold fox holes— On Bataan and Corregidor. Then suddenly—all was quiet and still, And peace was reigning o'er Comrades who lay in cross array On Bataan and Corregidor. Brave soldiers died there, and left us place To settle up the score— And repay each one of the Rising Sun For Bataan and Corregidor. Yet years go by; they’ll be forgot And the burdens that they bore— Yet shall be our cry, as those years go by— Bataan and Corregidor! —Edward Brantz.