The Long Dark Road
The long dark road leads from here,
We know not what its course may be;
We only know that we must go
And keep a date with destiny.
We’ve traveled far the long dark road,
By dangers side we made our bed;
The chilling breath of sudden death
Lurked right and left and overhead.
From Mount Mayon to Orion
Thru living death of O’Donnell—
From far Vigan to bleak Bataan
Thru days and nights of blazing Hell.
The road is lined with unmarked graves
Of fallen comrades, brave and true;
Beyond the skies their sleepless eyes
Are keeping watch over me and you.
The lamps of peace will burn again;
Some day we’ll drop our weary load—
Some sweet day, we trust and pray,
At the end of the long dark road.
Written four months after the date of our surrender
and on the eve of our unknown destination in Formosa.
Prison Camp, Philippines August 9th, 1942
Brigadier General William E Brougher
Note: this poem was
read by Peter Wainwright, cousin to General Jonathan Wainwright
at the Pacific War (Nimitz) Museum for a Memorial Dedication Ceremony
during the 2009 ADBC convention
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