"So you are dead. The easy words contain No sense of loss, no sorrow, no despair. Thus hunger, thirst, fatigue combine to drain All feeling from our hearts. The endless glare, The brutal heat, anesthetize the mind. I can not mourn you now. I lift my load, The suffering column moves. I leave Behind only another corpse, beside the road."
Lt. Henry G. Lee ..... A soldier Poet
This poem, about the Bataan Death March, captures the horrors that faced the US and Filipino soldiers who surrendered to the Japanese on April 9, 1942 and were forced to march close to sixty miles through often brutal conditions. This webiste seeks to understand the reasons for the March, to present the experience of those who suffered through it, and to explore its continuing significance in the present.
This exhibit and museum were created during an introductory seminar on the Asia-Pacific War, taught at Wake Forest University during the spring semester 2002.
The material and opinions are those of their respective authors and do not represent the views of the University or the Department of History.
This exhibit was researched and designed by Vance Gonzales.