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Eat A Little Piece

Poem: Titled: Eat A Little Piece?My Poetry on PoetrySoup
 Written by: Ronald Watson.
March 10, 2013.

Eat A Little Piece?
Ethel, she is an elderly little lady who bakes sweet tasty treats, and constantly, she is asking,” Please, come on, eat a little piece?”
It was her secret cooking recipe’ that would knock the socks right off of your feet.
Then, she gathered up together all of, “The Powers That Be.”
When it came time for them to eat a little piece.
To sip it up with their coffee and tea;
Devour some up like, the cookie monster on: Sesame Street.
Either, it should taste more like, their moms red beans and rice.
Or it would taste just like, those sweet and honey barbeque ribs that is cooked so nicely.
Because it is her secret cooking recipe’. Yet, still she is asking, “Come on now, please try a little peace?”
But, they all just stood and shook their heads, saying that they were all having War instead.My Poetry on PoetrySoup

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A soldier's friend

Slowly breathing with a steady beat
Boots are crunching you feel the heat

You inch on closer, looking around
Watching your friends make not a sound

You have been told to kill this man
A threat he is to freedoms plan

Hold up your rifle, take careful aim
Let go of the guilt your not to blame

Orders you follow a good soldier you are
Try not to think the size of the scar

That this order will bring deep in your soul
We raise the flag on top of this soldier's hole

I will give support, I will lend my hand
So you can brother, continue to stand

To fight for the freedoms of people everywhere 
Down your rifle I, with you, shall stare


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Soldier Boy

Soldier boy, oh soldier boy
Why don't you hide up those tears?
Hold in your mind those nail- biting fears
March till you drop, sing the marching song
Even though, for home you heart it does long
Don't cry no don't cry
Always care to try
Hold up your head
For death cannot tread
Oh soldier boy, oh soldier boy
Why don't you hide up those tears
For this night your safe, soften those fears
Lay down so quiet and hum your wholesome song
Hum how much for home your heart does long
Don't cry no don't cry
Always care to try
Hold up your head
For death cannot tread
Now soldier boy, now soldier boy
Could this be the morn when death does appear?
And I know it will be hard to hide up that fear
Don't let him in, it's just the funeral song
Pretty soon now for home, your heart will not long
You will not cry, oh do not cry
For you always cared to try
Soldier boy hold up that head
For now you layed on eternities bed


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The Battle

Here we go men! Into the valiant fight!
Where men become men and cowards flee our sight!

Iron will clang and feet will race;
As bullets are thrown at a frightening pace!

Men will be thrown and cries will be heard –
As we fly our way through the smoke like a bird.

But in the end we shall acquire our victory;
And together we’ll go down in the great epic of history!


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One Month Down

One Month Down

I wake up when he calls in the middle of the night, 
He says for our country that he’s proud to fight. 
I close my eyes and I push away worry,
I talk about things that are cuddly and furry.
 
I won’t relax until I can hold him again, 
But if anyone can do this, it’s got to be him. 
I’ll always hope and I’ll always pray
That my favorite soldier comes home someday. 

I’m honored to support him and proud to be his wife,
He’s my everything. He’s my whole life.
It’s hard to imagine that he’s already left,
And taken my heart, now that’s petty theft.

My soldier inspires me to care and to love,
And I keep praying to our Lord up above
For his safe return and a happy marriage,
And someday a mini-soldier in a blue and white carriage.

I miss the way he rests his hand on my face, 
I’m hopelessly clumsy but he only sees grace.
I can’t cook, but he doesn’t care
Because when we order take-out, I always share!

I am very fortunate to be with him, 
Because he gives to our country again and again. 
I’m never alone because he’s close to my heart, 
On earth or in heaven, we’re never apart. 

I wonder what my soldier is doing right now, 
And if he’s sad or scared or anxious somehow. 
I love him more today than ever before, 
And tomorrow I’ll love my soldier just that much more. 

Please come back to me, soldier, safe and sound. 
Eight more months until you’re homeward-bound.


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War-Born Lullaby

I hear a mother softly cry
As she sings a war-born lullaby.

The song of a father who went away,
To give freedom one more day.

He promised that he would return,
Return from watching evil burn.

It was a promise he could not keep,
As now he sleeps and eternal sleep.

He gave his life so his child could see,
A land of freedom and liberty.

His body now rests beneath green grass,
His medals and picture behind clear glass.

His soul, however, is not gone.
His ideas and dreams are carried on.

She sings the song of war’s high cost.
She sings the song of freedom not lost.

She sings of a father’s sacrifice,
For his country and family he gave his life.


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Toughest Assignment

He looked at his orders and left out a long sigh
Raised his eyes to the clouds and asked, "Why, God, Why?"
The toughest assignment of a long career
A message to be taken to a family held dear.

He arrived at the station and began his walk down the street
There was a feeling of anguish he could not defeat
He found the home he was looking for
Took a deep breath and walked to the door

The man's face became filled with fear
He knew in his heart why the soldier was here.
As he delivered the message that their only son had died
"Oh no, not my baby, not my baby," the young mother cried.

There was a look of despair in the father's sad eyes
And undeniable grief in the young mother's cries
Their son had been butchered, not killed in the field
There would be no viewing, the casket was sealed.

We will not retaliate as the lone church bell tolls
Our leaders don't want to look bad in the polls
There is a feeling of anger that through my body runs
As politicians sharpen their image with the blood of our sons.

At night, alone, he feels the tears fill his eyes
The soldier is haunted by the young mother's cries
The war rages on and he answers the call
The battle continues and more soldiers fall.

       We are in another Vietnam but this time it is not the war splitting the country. It 
is the apathy of the American people. We need to care. We need to recapture our 
patriotism and pride. We are watching our children die while the administration 
bows down and worships the oil companies. We watch as people continually 
violate our rights by abusing the first amendment. We are fighting a war for five 
years that should have lasted five weeks. I'll fight to defend my country, but I'll be 
damned if I'll fight so Shell and Exxon can get their hands on Iraqi oil.


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A Soldiers Cry

12 o'clock midnight the president speaks,
"We are at war, we strive to free Kuwait"

My troops and I were playing cards,
Shortly before we heard that alarm.
We picked up the table and tossed it to the ground
For we did not know where we would be bound.

At home our families sit,
Praying for us not to get hit.
Bullets go flying over our heads,
Just hoping one does no hit me and make me dead.

I sit and I watch my caravan get struck,
An RPG just hit the lead truck.
It’s a desert here,
Nowhere to hide--we can always be detected.

So many of them,
So little of us.
When or when, do I get to cry?

I watched in horror,
Just the other day.
As my battle buddy,
Got in the way.

A bullet hit him;
Square in the chest,
I told him to always
wear his flack vest.

He did not listen;
He lies there to die.
When or when, do I get to cry?

I fight for freedom,
I fight with pride.
I give up my life,
 but I still need to cry.

In the heat of the moment,
I rush in that building--
trained to kill at a moment’s whim.
I scream, "We bring you no harm",
yet when I walk in,
there's a baby left to starve.

When does a Soldier get to cry,
They are trained to kill and lie.
With all the misery and pain they see,
Crying is something that doesn't come easy.

Let the soldier come home today,
To a family that understands,
Let the soldier cry,
Let the soldier cry!


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A Soldier Departs

A soldier dies for the sake of his country
He lived in a land where we’re all meant to be free

Bleeding from his wounds he speaks before his life is done
“Not every soldier goes to heaven and I fear that I am one”

“I fought to save the innocent from suffering”
“I fought so hard but I couldn’t save them from dying”

He gasps as he chokes on his tears
His mind is but a fleeting memory thinking of long forgotten years

“My parents said to grow up and live strong”
“If they could see me now, would they hold me before I’m gone?”

“Or have I crossed the line between man and beast?”
“Oh Lord I beg of you, let this pain cease”

“Or has God forsaken man?”
“Does it matter? I’ve already fought and died for this land”

Hovering between life and death
He speaks with his last breath

“Is God watching now, have I done well?”
“If not heaven, where else can I go? For I’ve already seen hell”


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The cry of the soldiers

          The Cry Of The Soliers

         The cry of the soldiers I hear so loud 
    and so clear, praying that the day light would 
     soon appear.
     I say to my self how lucky I am to have these 
   men and women risking their life so I can keep mine.
  
   As they do battle from far and wide I pray to god 
    to keep them alive   I wonder to my self how I would feel if I were in
 their shoes not knowing if I was going to becoming 
  home or stay there until things were through
  
  We take so much for granted the freedom we have,
  that we forget the men and women out their,
 
   So as I lay down at night and it peaceful and calm,
  then I hear that cry of that soldier in my mind,
   I place my hand over my heart and pray to god 
   to wipe the tears from their eyes.
  
   So to this day ill never forget the cry of the 
  soldier that led me to this,

   I take off my hat and salute you my friends
  for standing tall and not giving in,

   The cry of the soldiers ill never forget.,