12.08.2011

December 7th, 1941

The world, turning round as usual, time marching on...

People... playing, working, eating, laughing, crying, shopping, baking...

Did anyone sense the danger hanging heavy in the air?

Silence in the skies

Then - the glint of the sun off the wings of 353 birds, iron birds with red orbs on their wings, birds intent on destruction...


Screaming overhead, ripping open the sky, destroying the peace

Ships, protecting our freedom, lying wounded in the water...


Courageous men, sailor uniforms stained with blood.

America the beautiful, no longer separated from the turmoil.

December 7th, 1941 is a day that will live in infamy...

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