December 7

One Sunday morning in December

the sun rose bright and clear;

promising to all who saw it

a day of hope and cheer.

But unbeknownst to many folk,

this was not to be;

for on the horizon danger came

over the great blue sea.

Stealthily they came, one by one,

and on the harbor they descended,

To be America’s friends

no longer they pretended.

Those deadly zeroes created havoc,

and bombs they dropped by scores.

Devastation filled the land

as all learned of the horrors.

When those zeroes had done their work

and retreated across the sea;

the scene they left, left all in shock,

for where was the U.S. Navy?

The U.S.S. Arizona

had sunk down out of sight,

and carried with her o’er a thousand men

who would ne’er again see the light.

The day that went down in infamy

awoke a sleeping giant,

and so many more would meet their fate

as America proved defiant.

Thousands died on either side;

such a waste of human life!

Can’t we learn to live in peace,

or must we always live in strife?