Parachutes Fall (75th Anniversary of D-Day)

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Parachutes fall like grace,

Like rain colliding with rock-dry dirt

They crumple like hope held too long,

Hitting the ground, caught in the trees

Stagger upright, get your bearings:

From sky to street—your mission

From home to horror—your duty

Dust off your pants, unbuckle your wings:

The flight is over—start running

The fight has begun—keep going

Hear the bullets, feel the blood

Carry the hope, solider,

pour out the grace

Take this land back

Take our world back


Parachutes hover like grace

Under the shadow of their wings

We live out our days

Thank you.