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General Forums => Aces High General Discussion => Topic started by: Stryker on November 11, 2009, 09:57:56 AM
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They Did Their Share
On Veteran’s Day we honor
Soldiers who protect our nation.
For their service as our warriors,
They deserve our admiration.Some of them were drafted;
Some were volunteers;
For some it was just yesterday;
For some it’s been many years;In the jungle or the desert,
On land or on the sea,
They did whatever was assigned
To produce a victory.Some came back; some didn’t.
They defended us everywhere.
Some saw combat; some rode a desk;
All of them did their share.No matter what the duty,
For low pay and little glory,
These soldiers gave up normal lives,
For duties mundane and gory.Let every veteran be honored;
Don’t let politics get in the way.
Without them, freedom would have died;
What they did, we can’t repay.We owe so much to them,
Who kept us safe from terror,
So when we see a uniform,
Let’s say "thank you" to every wearer
The Final Inspection
The Marine stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.
'Step forward now, Marine,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To My Church have you been true?'
The soldier squared his shoulders and said,
'No, Lord, I guess I ain't.
Because those of us who carry guns,
Can't always be a saint.
I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was tough.
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the world is awfully rough.
But, I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep...
Though I worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got just too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God, forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears
If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand.
There was a silence all around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the Marine waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
'Step forward now, you Marine,
You've borne your burdens well.
Walk peacefully on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell.'
Thank You to all who serve and to all who have served.
-Gambit :salute
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R.I.P. :angel:
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:salute to all my brothers and if no one ever told you, Welcome Home.
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They shall not grow old as we who are left grow old. Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning, We will remember them.
:salute veterans
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Bless 'em all.
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