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W-A-R ( MEMORIAL DAY )

W-A-R ( MEMORIAL DAY )

In the  dawns early  light the rockets red glare as  the bombs going off,As the boys come marching in to war, Young boys trun in to men,Young boys CRY!!! MAMA befor thay die, And mothers CRY!!! when thay hear there sons die,And fathers CURSE!!!! the leaders of the world that drink pink champagne and sing victory will be are's and ring the bells in the church and say war is hell.For 1000's of years the trumpets would sound for war as the boys murch in to war,The ROMANS would march in to war and carry there swords and spears and bows arrows thay would cut the  heads off and hold tham up high and say victory is are's,For100's of years the knight Templar would march in to war and sing the the Templars song victory will be are's today is MEMORIAL DAY so stand up and say thank you to all the veterans out  there GOD BLESS THE WORLD AND PEACE AND LOVE TO ALL,

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Tony Taylor

Hey GREG!!.... you know what I like so much about this..... the word choices..... you've made the a compelling read by choosing perfect words..... young boys, mother's cry, fathers curse, Romans, Templar...... cool stuff for VERY admirable subject matter!!.....ALL STARS!!..... well done dear poet brother!!......LOVE and ROCKETS!!....T xo ?âœłâœŽâ™„â˜€?♄♄??

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Greg Etsell

hay Tony thank you this poem has been on my mined for a long time so beening veterans day I thought it was a good time to put up thank you so much love and rockets to you

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sparrowsong

Hello Greg...

WAR Fighting against the insane...

It never makes sense that they get the opportunity to attack first, after warning us and then we get all victorious because we make the decision to go and fight...

Maybe, they're not that insane after all...

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

Hugs...

sparrowsong

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Greg Etsell

thank you sparrowsong war is hell and young boys will always cry for there mothers befor thay die

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Larry Ran

Dear Greg,

Thank you for remembering all the fallen heroes, our dear Veterans, who, as Lincoln once said "Gave their lives that this great Nation might live".

We loved "your" words.

You have a very kind heart.

Love,
Linda and Larry xxx
 

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Greg Etsell

thank you Linda and Larry for reading I been want to write this poem for long time and so thought being veterans day I thout I write I wish I worte it soon and tried to put in the sun time but I didn't so it went in thank you agin for reading peace and love tou both xxoo 

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Keith Fitzsimons

How long do we have to continue to write about such things?
very well expressed sir!?

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Shaun Cronick

Very poignant and for this reader most humbling in what your words express.
For in the end it all boils down to respect and peace, two simple words that forever go hand in hand long after battlefields have become still and deathly silent.
But at such great cost to reach and hold onto those two simple words.
Love the thought(s) you have put into and presented so neatly and openly in a message for all to hopefully abide by and never lose sight of.
Thanks for sharing Greg and respect also to you my friend.

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Shaun Cronick

Greg always a pleasure and respect again to you.
And will aim to read more tomorrow night, but in the meantime I wish you well my friend and thank for all the good you exude on this site.

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Greg Etsell

Thank you very much I wish you well to

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