Poems ✍️
  07.09.2026
  4

Author: Herbert Nehrlich

Omaha Beach

Omaha Beach.
Who fought for freedom there?
Was there a single coward
or were they all like me?
La Liberté, they sang,
as bullets from those Mausers
brought their own deadly welcome.
What if they gave a war
a question full of logic,
and not a single soul
would show his frightened face.


  warfare bravery cowardice futile

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