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Every morning he gets up, his PTs he puts on.
Sit-ups, push-ups, running, he’s an army of one.
He goes home, takes a shower and puts on his uniform,
ready to work and salute all day and all night long.
Till the call comes, pack up your shit it’s time for you to go.
Your stars and stripes are calling you, to fight your homeland’s foe.
So he packs up all that he needs, no questions he will ask,
’cause he’s a soldier proud and strong, just trying to do his best.
He sees the question and the tears in his families eyes,
but his little soldiers they are proud and silently pay the price.
Still they wonder every day, while he is gone away.
If he is safe, if he is sound and if he call this day.
Their love they send with every word they write down in a card,
that they do send down range to him, where he is working hard.
24 hours every day they think of him and pray,
for him to come back home to them and never go away!
The soldier who is far away from his kids and wife,
is fighting hard every day to safe another life.
It’s hot, it’s loud it’s dangerous and so goes by each day,
with mortar or sniper attacks they’re nothing new anyway.
All around he sees his fellow soldiers lie,
they’re shot at, they’re wounded and some of them may die.
In this land so different, where he was send to fight,
is there a chance he might come home, to kiss his kids good night?
And so goes by every day, it seems just like the last.
A year has past and now it’s time for him to get some rest.
7 days later he finds himself standing on a well known floor,
ringing a bell right next to his last name on the door.
It opens and there in front his families smiling bright,
then they rush into each others arms holding on so tight.
Down range he learned to appreciate the simple things in life.
A smile, a hug, a kiss, his kids, but most of all his wife.
The woman that fought right next to him even they where far apart.
The one that never left his mind, was always in his heart.
She was the one who daily fought a war at the home front,
’cause while he fought the tali ban she had to hold down the fort!
Now let us leave this family to rejoice their father’s home,
but say a prayer for all those soldiers that never made it home.
Never forget they laid down their life to protect us all,
they never did meet me or you, but protecting us all they did fall.
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Lonely soldiers line up for war.
Out they march to the battles core.
Letters get sent, their soldiers gone.
There is a mournful silence when news hits home.
The brave men wait, for the battles beginning.
Not many people are left living.
Does it give you satisfaction to take those soldiers lives?
Do you smile when you hear the cries of their wives?
They say the soldiers fought for freedom, but at what cost?
They tell you they can repair the damage,
but they can’t bring back the soldiers lives lost.
-1
The city was in danger, he was told
Outside it was dark at night and cold
A soldier he was, now on duty
Some merciless people had attacked the beauty
He gave no second thought and hurried his way to the scene
It was terrifying than it could have ever been
Love for the country it was, that made him so brave and bold
He could see the river of blood flowing on the streets of gold
A vast destruction had been planned and was being tried
Only sounds of explosions and bullets could be heard from inside
A lot were injured and a lot were killed
It was his turn now, time to hit back, he was so thrilled
But an evil bullet found its way and pierced right into his heart
This was his glorious end, his life’s last part
Memories of dear and loved ones in his eyes
Still happily died for he had done it to save many lives
He came out as a legend, he had gifted his life
A daughter so innocent and a startled wife
A mother wailing so loud
And a father so proud
It’s not just a heavy box covered with The National Flag that they are carrying
It’s the weight and pain of separation
For a hero who could not say the last goodbye.
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Dead hill,
our will,
is what we live for.
Cars stop,
news drop,
manly we bore,
our fathers fought for peace and stills there’s war,
more and more bodies hit the floor,
when we stop no one knows for sure,
why we knock on the door,
when we know what the other side is waiting for.
But we soldiers of grace,
fall of a new face,
we run not out of fear but out of the human race,
we live at a pace,
track our own trace,
put it in a case,
put them in a brace,
lets give them shoes to lace,
we laugh and chase,
we forced to make haste,
what we buy we waste,
what we see we taste,
we rewrite to erase,
we stop to demonstrate,
so quick to hate,
the bigger the weight,
decide our own fate,
debate not for what we hate but to who we relate,
for our sake,
appreciate the great.
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The blood will shed
The soldiers will fall
Poppies will grow
to remember you all
Yet the war carries on
regardless of whose gone
When will we learn
we will never have the peace that we yearn
Soldiers are buried
families shattered
that’s when we know what really mattered.
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I know you’re a strong man,
Can do what I can’t
But do whatever to be alright
Just don’t close your eyes
And make me cry.
Over seas, so far from me.
Gun’s loading and flaring
I’ll send all my love to thee,
I promise.
You’re my brother, I love you so
You can’t imagine how hard it was for me
To see you go so quickly….
But whatever happens, I’ll be proud
I’m thinking of you always, and now
Do everything to be just fine
Promise me…
Just don’t close your eyes
And I won’t cry.
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Jesus bring my daddy home
me and mama’s all alone
keep him safe, and keep him well
keep him in your arms until
he’s back around our family
in our house and holding me
Jesus bring my daddy home
’cause I think he’s all alone
protect him in the war he’s in
shield him when the fight begins
and bullets try to seek him out
You know what danger’s all about
Jesus bring my daddy home
don’t let him die there all alone
if death opens up it’s door
grab him in your arms before
the devil keeps him in that hell
I won’t feel at rest until
You bring my daddy home
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We remember all of you elite men,
And all of the sacrifices that you made,
We remember all of the fighting that you did,
And all of the lives that you saved.
We remember all of the training that you had,
And all that you went through,
We remember how very difficult it was,
Because you were the chosen few.
So now we’ll just remember,
And it isn’t difficult to see,
That you were very special men,
And you fought to keep us free.
God Bless all of our troops.
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Soldier, soldier what do you see?
I see planes flying over me.
soldier, soldier what do you hear?
i hear guns shooting very near.
soldier, soldier what do you smell?
i smell smoke from the prison cell.
soldier, soldier what do you feel?
i feel sad ’cause i lost someone dear.
soldier soldier what is your wish?
i wish for peace and freedom here.
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As I soar above the clouds
Leaving everything behind,
I search the ground below me.
I have no peace of mind.
I scan every field, so cautiously,
In search of one, single thing.
Then, I see it far below
Under my metallic wing.
I drop my eggs so carefully.
And listen to their whine,
And after a few, brief moments,
I know that leave is mine.
I head to the barn so cheerfully.
It’s so close I can almost see it.
Then in a burst of flak, it’s over.
My mission is completed.
-1
Hear the children’s crying
See the soldiers dying
Upon this dark unhappy doom
Pondering with heart of gloom
Their life was hold by the weapon
Guns and fires and cannons
Blood flows everywhere
Smell of hatred in the air
Trouble and wounded heart
Completely devastated with wrath
My native land covers with gore
Ruled by a heart of tormentor
Set aside thy agonizing cry
From this conflict we say goodbye
And see our children’s happy
Hear their laughter and proud hurray
+1
Hit again! that’s twice today.
Why don’t they get it over and blast me all away.
Never had no learning; never taught to pray;
Want to talk to Jesus; don’t know what to say.
Where’d you come from Buddy? Wasn’t here before.
Don’t look like no soldier. You ain’t used to war.
What’s that on your shoulder; Buddy, that’s no gun.
You should have some weapons; war ain’t just for fun.
Gee, your head is bleeding. Let me wipe your brow.
I got the strength to do it; I’m strong as ever now.
Crown of thorns and cross … Golly, I remember;
you’re the King, the Boss.
Thought I was unlucky; all i’ve sacrificed;
But I’m dying happy in the arms of Christ
Carol Bullard; Wilson, NC
+70
I wonder as I set here today
Will it rain or will it shine.
I wonder will things be alright
And will I survive, in this mess
That some call war…the noise
Around me that I tune out, the
Screams and the pains
That call out my name.
The sun can cook me, or the rain
Can melt me…but my place is
By your side as long as a breath is in me.
I fear nothing for I am strong…if something happens
And I can’t go on. Find a place
Where the shade is wide and bury me deep
And do not cry. My duty has been won,
Honor is taken…but for my love, my country,
And my home that cannot be forsaken. I am a
Soldier…and a soldier am I.
