A Service Member's Prayer
Oh, God, I feel that I have cause
To know my life might give You pause,
But fair as You are sure to be,
I seek Your way on bended knee.
I wish neither to kill nor die,
Though from engagement I'll not shy.
For if my duty calls me there,
I'll do whatever I must dare.
I seek not courage for the fight.
I seek not comfort from the night.
I ask not pardon for my deeds,
Nor any salve for any needs.
I only ask to know what's right,
To do my best to check my might,
To render mercy where I should,
To know I serve the greater good.
Oh, God, if You will hear my plea,
I ask so very much of thee.
I fear not men, I fear not death,
Yet bow my head and still my breath
To ask You, please, to do Your best,
To keep me from eternal rest,
Until the hour my duty sends
Me home to family and friends.
And if You grant my humble prayer,
Oh, God, I ask You, keep from care
Those people whom I hold most dear.
I wish them not to shed a tear
In anguish over days now done,
Where my dawn was their setting sun.
For then, if You will grant my plea,
I'll soon be nearer them and Thee.
Copyright Shawn H. Hall 2014
Copyright © Shawn Hall | Year Posted 2014
I do not know?
Americans are proud people
bringing peace to every steeple
causing wars they will not do
destroying enemies for their due
eating fast foods they will
forgetting all the thrill
God’s a tricky subject for some
having faith but no one will come
Indians have lost their lands
jackpot slots replace their sands
Kamikazes hit us hard
no one held a winning card
military keeps us safe
nuclear threat is unsafe
open arms policy long gone
Policing neighbors? Should be done
quit pollution always a goal
recovery is in my skull
science against religion
we’re better than a pigeon
understanding is the key
I hope we’ll always be free
war should never be the answer
with many falling to Cancer
youngsters keep growing up quickly
with parents becoming sickly
hold on to that American pride
we’ll take on challenges with stride
Copyright © Robert Heemstra | Year Posted 2013
They were Meriwether Lewis and William Clark,
Her name was Sacagawea.
On an expedition they did embark
Finding the passage to the sea.
Down the Missouri they traveled,
Then slithered 'round the Snake River bend.
Rocky Mountain weather and sickness battled;
At the Columbia River they'd end.
©2013 Honestly JT
Copyright © Honestly J.T. | Year Posted 2013
The Old Salt was a special man who came along in a time
when he was needed most.
A time that is now gone forever.
When men believed and sacrificed, when hero’s walked the earth in mass.
When patriotism was not just a word
by what men lived and judged the worth of each,
a man who lived a life most of us cannot comprehend.
An era now gone as this warriors tour of duty ends at this station,
and begins anew in the heavenly fleet.
Sail on Sailor into your unaccompanied tour,
we salute you.
What greater honor, that when a man moves forward,
he leaves behind in each of us the best of what he was.
A defender, protector, supporter, victor, a warrior,
the last of the breed from an era when ships were made of wood
and men were made of steel.
The Old Salt has reported for duty that takes him away from us for now.
Those of us who remain behind,
remember, and will continue to remember,
because he now resides forever in our hearts.
As I look up at night, I envision The Old Salt,
a beret draped just above the eye,
as he draws upon his pipe,
quietly he waits.
The guardian of heaven’s gate.
Copyright © Mac McGovern | Year Posted 2010
There’s many people who claim they’ve nothing to “hide!”
They tend to use the rainbow
as a source of their “pride.”
But if you read in the book of Genesis, it is revealing.
God’s purpose of the rainbow had a different meaning!
The rainbow was there when much
of mankind disappeared!
There was a promise of God that was so very clear.
He promised to never again destroy man with a flood.
This was his promise... An extension of his love!
It was never intended as his approval for perversion!
Mankind still needs a Jesus filled holy conversion!
The colors of the rainbow can’t wash away sin’s dark stain!
This can only happen by the
power of Jesus’ name!
The colors are beautiful… But man’s heart is filled with deceit!
Without the soul cleansing power of Jesus…
We’re never complete!
No court decision can give the freedom that many desire!
Only the power of the cross can
change you this very hour!
The only way to find equality with God, is through the cross!
Without his words of truth…
We are forever LOST!
Look past the colors of the rainbow! Seek the power of the blood!
Then you too, can be changed from
God’s power from above!
By Jim Pemberton
Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013
Open your eyes to the ever turning skies
I want to here with me through the night
My heart yearns into your soul
Burning as if newly lit coal
I bravely submerg the embers
That the time I have can be spent with you
And I remember each kiss every moment
I was caught in your love that for just this day I remember
So what happened was a chance for your love
A time that I kept in a locket tied with a kiss
I wanted you to feel, to love, to slumber
And to awake in my arms with that times kept bliss
I lay silient in an umber
Copyright © Courtney Courtney | Year Posted 2013
Knock wolf, I want you to lend me an ear.
I know, you are right there watching my side.
My temper you want, but it, I won’t tear.
Unlike you, I have learnt more than a slide.
All of which are not meant to ambush you,
But to strengthen me swims against the tide.
I am real, and I live on what is true.
The why, I can’t call black, purple or white.
And don't stand, thinking I haven’t a clue.
I am among souls begot by the Light.
Soul, when climb and fall, would double and rise.
Soul, that in the dark, would summon and bright.
Have you any hands with this soul, the bricks,
To build a wall, void of falsehoods and tricks.
For: Craig Cornish's Terza Rima Sonnet Contest
Copyright © Abdulhafeez Oyewole | Year Posted 2013
Some of us are watching the skies for works of fire
While some of us are quietly catching it.
Which are you?
Copyright © Alexander Schwartz | Year Posted 2013
As sin and perversion often
So many lives and families
are being “disintegrated.”
Many are being driven by sin’s temptation force…
It’s no wonder much of this country
is way “off course.”
The morality and values that once made a great nation.
Are evaporating…. Leading to a
Love, honor, and respect of God…
Is often a “thing of the past.”
Anything of God seems to be
God is our only hope! And him alone!
Only he can bring healing to our broken homes!
He’s the answer to this wounded nation, that bleeds!
It’s only God that can meet all of our needs!
He’s our provider… The great: “I am!”
Won’t you reach out to him?
And give him your hand?
Why not give him a chance? And allow him in?
A brand new life for you…
Is waiting to begin!
May we allow God’s holiness and love to reach
down into our hearts…
Asking; “Lord please forgive our sins!”
Is a good place to start!
By Jim Pemberton
Copyright © Jim Pemberton | Year Posted 2013
What is it to see the soil of home again?
A welcome, snow-struck and a return
To cold; sharp white contrasts sunburn.
We converse in broken tongues to men
We know, hooked on holiday language
Comprised of wandering hand signs.
Collect the car and pay parking fines,
Drive through towns and over a bridge
Until we reach the Western gateway.
Oh when will we arrive at our house?
No camels there, only field mouse
Which are eaten by our cat anyway.
The plane flies for an age, slyly yawning
Through the stretching, pealing sky,
A knife through air; what it is to fly.
Our travels over; a new day is dawning.
Copyright © Dan Keir | Year Posted 2013
The coming times can unfold,
far accross to all lands,
the casting shadow has fallen,
with it's far reaching hands,
accross our four cornered world,,
Humanity progressed to progressive sufferage,
that comes with many names,
the ideology won without a shot,
convinced populations into guilted shame,
lost are voices of courage,,
The warring world will arise,
between makers and takers,
parasitic ideology's green eyed mind,
re-writing regulations by progressive thinkers,
big brother's utopian great enterprise,,
Dependent we all become, parasitically,
even forced fed into submission,
by governmental state so enlarged,
numbered you are by institution,
nothing owned, only redistributed cynically,,
Paupers suffer under progressive fortitude,
soulless programs of living propaganda,
your worth, what you produce,
socialized into this living agenda,
living taxed products of servitude,
, and then...
The rise will come independent,
carrying courage and freedom proudly,
with wisdoms weapon in hand,
knowledge in the other soundly,
honor reclaimed by the sentient,,
Independent declarations germinating from seed,
feared by any progressive regime,
warriors in freedom stand tall,
threatened is the progressive dream,
renewing freedoms that will breed,,
The liberty that spawned revolution,
alive from all moral conceptions,
viewed as evil that's progressive,
feared are soulless seeking redemption,
the light of liberty's salvation,,
Beating freedoms of sentient heart,
the salvation of fighting worth,
a force greater than any darkness,
warriors of liberty step forth,
champions of honor that impart,,
, next, the final chapter of...
Ideological war of the worlds,
eye to eye never seen,
the hatred between clearly drawn,
problems with peace to intervene,
the conflict as it unfolds,,
Coming as thieves of night,
armys on both sides comes,
fortifying and building societial walls,
truth and lies propaganda welcomes,
armored suited masses to fight,,
Emerges the lights of honor,
the independent class called defenders,
private elites of character gold,
the shadows behind all pretenders,
opperatives that's far more superior,,
Defenders are warriors of light,
core beliefs that's solely independent,
religiously organized they never follow,
thorns in a crowned tyrant,
independent wills of great might,,
They are why freedom thrives,
true leaders leading into tomorrow,
that govern by liberty's will
that invites everyone to follow,
founding fathers of our lives..
Copyright © S.K. Y. | Year Posted 2013
I am not made a full blown beauty..
Nor I live a life of purity; charity & piety..
All I like to do is to live with identity..
Not of being a witty but a life of humility..
I tried to be a more social person..
Cracking out the shell I have put up..
Breaking from my own weakness..
Doing best in my found strengths..
I have craved to reach out to people..
Widening my horizon, increasing my knowledge and awareness..
Learning to acknowledge fellow human beings..
Regardless of who they are and where they from..
They said: "I must not do this as it is dangerous.."
but I stand to what I know: "Inside all human beings is the reflection of God.."
I give due and equal chance..
As my God have freely given me opportunities too..
We people are living in same earth..
Different are we because of status, faith or race..
Let not this be the reason for us to be divided..
Rather we must come in unison conquering divisions..
Copyright © Olive Eloisa Guillermo | Year Posted 2013
Is our American Nation, now the new frontier
by accepting All People that seek work and life here
I understand technology has shrunken this world
Did the Rights of Citizens shrink, as our flag unfurled
It seems that the loudest voices that you hear today
All cater to self interest, while trying to lead America astray
"We the People" does it still mean Citizens have the Voice
To decide what is best for America, We The People Make The Choice
When big money and interests from outside these states
Try to dictate Our Future, by buying people to act as mates
Remember the words shouted by Paul Revere on his ride
Listen to the cries from our ancestors as they seek to divide
When limits are the only solutions and if bans become fact
Citizens think for yourself, what you lose, and judge the impact
If our States Rights are limited, to a path by government as planned
It's our ancestors battles, blood and voices that put a vote in your hand
We can Teach All The Children of whats right and whats wrong
To pray, Trust in God, the value of family and how to belong
We have been leaving teaching to others to seek and accumulate wealth
Without thinking coins can't buy an Angel or protect children's mental health
Their are so many different answers That We All Need To Discuss,
so cut those puppet strings, start thinking, instead of riding the bus
Copyright © Tom Larrow | Year Posted 2013
You are free to believe as you please
As long as that belief doesn't include killing me
If your fist threatens my nose
We will come to mighty blows
Live in peace
Or die in pieces
Don't tread on me
Let me be
Copyright © Fritz Purdum | Year Posted 2014
A woman who was known for a love and passion.
The depth of her devotion for God she all adore.
Time has come to test her loyalty and faith.
All of her loved ones were killed by fate.
The only reason she still behold,
She moved with Naomi, left the home she'd lived.
With a heart full of kindness she didn't leave alone.
Share the rest of her strength and serve the old.
In a far away land, with no family.
Keep the faith so strong and praise God into thee.
The woman who can sacrifice a majesty.
Has become a good daughter with Naomi.
Copyright © Aiyah de Torres | Year Posted 2014
I do not know?
A life and a nation much like a flame
When young burns bright
Only to grow old and fade in the night.
Especially when that wind is blowing right
Too quick with the energy to take a life
Don't sleep that potential is much alive.
Drill those facts into their brains now!
Forever embers are remembered vividly.
Fear is motivation but caution is the key.
Knowing right from wrong. as kids we were trained proud
Why fix what's not broke like tradition worlds plagued now.
While the concept of peace gets no love.
Prioritizing war is in order
Home of the brave lost my faith
Are nations front line just got shorter.
These are my thoughts now certain I'm stuck in my ways
One nation under god?
I thought the whole world prays?
Our nations flame that once burned bright
Is now starting to flicker Enough resources to share
With are greed they went quicker.
So how does it end?
Eventually every flame does go out
It doesn't help that were blowing
Until oops we burned out
Copyright © Jack Edwards | Year Posted 2014
Fireworks slide down the back of my tongue
Some went north to imitate stars,
knowing all to well they wouldn’t even make it to the stratosphere
A fire can’t breathe with no air
Ask that man in the alley why he has to shoot black skies into his veins to see them.
You probably have more in common than you might think.
Satellite transmissions making waves like the oceans they cover
Healthy food is expensive, while poison is damn near free!
There is a storm coming
Grab your blankets and I will tell you how it ends with a new beginning.
Copyright © Alexander Schwartz | Year Posted 2013
Beaten and Bused,
Seem Like A Holocaust.
But I Rather Be Free,
Then In The System And Lost.
You Talking About Struggle,
Look At Me.
I Too Been Through It,
And Im In Need.
You Cry Those Cries,
And Say What You Say.
There's Only One Path,
That'll Lead The Right Way.
Take My Advice,
It's What You Should Know.
Once You Find The Truth,
Your Heart Will Glow.
See Ain't Nothing Wrong,
With Being BLESSED.
But You Cant Be Blessed,
If You Full of STRESS.
Im Tired of Being Sad,
Tired of Crying.
For All These People,
That Careless About Dying.
This World Is Not Loved,
It's Full of Hatred.
Keep Playing And You'll Be Like,
All Those From The Patriot.
I Am Confident,
And So Should Too.
If No One Cares,
Just Remembered Who Died For You.
Everything That Goes On,
Was Meant For A Reason.
But This Time Is My Time,
Your Due In The Next Season.
So If Anyone's Against You,
Remind Yourself Whose On Your Side.
Not The World, Your Love, Not Even Me,
Just Him Up HIGH.
-People vs People vs The World
Copyright © MyRanda Buckley | Year Posted 2013
THAT FRIGHTFUL DAY
It was a Tuesday,
The world was told.
Terror filled the skies,
Murder cold and bold.
Americans are secure,
Our world is safe, we said.
We work in total comfort,
Rest securely in our bed.
September is a lovely month,
Along the Eastern shore.
With turning leaves and autumn breeze,
Shouting peace forevermore.
The eleventh day began the same,
Warm winds and shining sun.
Our dreams were real, our hopes were high,
In the year twenty double o' one.
What were these planes doing in the town,
Why were they flying so low.
The world's twin towers would soon come down,
Then all would surely know.
New York will never be the same,
Nor will the U S A.
People now stand hand in hand,
Because of that frightful day.
Americans are now united,
Our newfound faith must stay.
You and I will conquer,
If we take the time to pray.
God gave His son to guide us,
With a message of Peace and Joy.
With love and understanding,
If His Glory we employ.
RAYMOND V. MORGAN
Copyright © Raymond Morgan | Year Posted 2015