#pacificwar
The Ballad of Wake Island
Pacific dawn breaks—
small coral shores lie silent
beneath rising sun.
War’s shadow moves across seas
toward lonely Wake Island.
Smoke still drifts afar
from Pearl Harbor’s wounded fleet
across restless waves.
Yet on Wake’s narrow runway
defenders ready their stand.
Few against the many—
Marines and sailors hold fast
with steady resolve.
Civilians join the defence
on wind-swept coral sands.
Enemy wings fall
from bright skies in waves of steel
above burning reefs.
Still the island answers back
with fierce and stubborn fire.
Ships sink in the surf—
the first Pacific defiance
echoes far and wide.
Hope travels across the sea
to hearts shaken by war.
But storms gather soon—
bombers darken morning light
above shattered ground.
Outnumbered defenders stand
until resistance fades.
Now the island rests—
waves move softly on the shore
beneath open skies.
Red poppies bloom by white crosses
where courage meets the sea.
Mar 17
Mar 17, 2026 at 4:30 AM UTC