Tear the wings from his shoulders; He has brought them to shame. The wings of his heart have shrivelled In a Nazi flame. Tear the wings from his shoulders, The wings of command, And let him wear his medal From a tyrant land. Tear the wings from his shoulders, Nor mention again his name Among the eagle fliers Whose fight is for more than fame. Tear the wings from his shoulders, And bow with regret He was once our youth and glory. Now let us forget. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...A POST-IMPRESSIONIST SUSURRATION FOR THE FIRST OF NOVEMBER by HAYDEN CARRUTH SONGS FOR TWO SEASONS: 1. AFTER GRAVE ILLNESS by CAROL FROST IN EQUAL SACRIFICE by ROBERT FROST EXPLICATION OF AN IMAGINARY TEXT by JAMES GALVIN TO THE ROCK THAT WILL BE A CORNERSTONE OF THE HOUSE by ROBINSON JEFFERS PEACE (1) by GEORGIA DOUGLAS JOHNSON |