I Like Ike

Mostly, we were quiet.
No one could fully understand another.

They could only imagine their emotions, they could only guess at their thoughts.

Speculations of motivations.
The sunken treasure is still there.
For the taking, for the effort.
Whatever it takes.

Nobody is on standby.
It is only us.
We must determine our own fate.

Wash out the washouts.
They will never storm the beach again.
D-Day is remembered tomorrow.
Europe had to be taken back.
And was.

I like Ike.