It was a peaceful, quiet Sunday morning

When enemy planes came without warning

Taking a stroll on the beach in the paradise sun

later that day proved to be not much fun

At first, planes filled the sky and strafed by us low

It must be training we thought but fire started to glow

The smell of fuel and burnt metal was mixed in the air

as bombs and bullets came from almost everywhere

People were running looking for shelter that day

Others too shocked seemed to stand still and pray

Sirens and broadcast belted out after they passed

A second wave came by, we wondered, “How long will this last?”

Then we fired on two planes that went slowly down

But they caused even more damage as they hit the ground

People were running for help wherever they could go

Some bleeding very badly, others burned like charcoal

The minutes were like hours as the clock ticked away

We had to decide if we should run or if we should stay

After what seemed like forever we heard all was clear

We wished it was bad dream but reality was here

Then news came from our President from the radio

The Japanese attacked so to war we had to go

I will never forget the blood and tears from that time

To be attacked without warning is definitely a crime!

©2014, John Michael Domino

Special salute to Lt. Monica Contier Benning (USA nurse, Pearl Harbor during WWII)

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