We hear that patience is a virtue
Is this true, or simply virtual reality
When leaders are teaching our youth;
do as I say, not as I do
Regression to a version of the American
Impatience is becoming intolerance
But to be patient is viewed as ignorance
In a blind world conforming to violence
Very few see need for benevolence
Many view crime as way of life
Government fuels fires, causing strife
Committing true crime with their lack of
Our country torn by those who lied
Promoting bigotry and distaste for the
But these days color and homosexuality
are lactose free
Intolerant of equality, it’s a problem,
Love is love, embrace the hate
Hold it tightly until it sees the light
Peace pushed just beyond our reach
We realize that “hope and change” was
just a speech
Wars raging through the land we call
In God we trust, not this powerful regime
Speak out now with virtuous impatience
Change is change no matter how small
Restore hope with unfaltering acceptance
Serve what you stand for, no time left to
Our country, however described,
Is still our land, A Gift from God.
It to be defended by the able,
The land where Patriots trod.
Increasingly we express our love,
Especially those who have served.
This is our native land,
More that we deserve.
God made the country,
Man took control.
What wonder then we are in turmoil,
It tears my very soul.
Our home is a philosopher's dream,
He thinks he is in command.
But if he did not defend it in uniform,
He does not deserve this land.
He reads and contemplates the power,
The vast garden does bestow.
But he abuses its very foundation,
He just will never know.
It took our loyal ones in uniform,
To stand brave and tall.
To show those who would harm us,
They were headed for a fall.
Thank God for our military,
Remember those who gave their life.
Plus those who retired with honor,
We did our best and bore the strife.
One nation under God,
Let us not forget.
He still is the One in charge,
He hasn't left us yet.
RAYMOND V. MORGAN, MSgt USAF, Retired
We know only those faces,
We have seen in history.
Yet countless strange faces are there
Who fought for the country.
We can never repudiate
Selfless sacrifices of those men,
So I am paying tribute to all those
Martyrs and soldiers through my pen.
Indulged in your duties,
Far away from your family and loving ones.
You fight for our
Dreams, hopes and liberty,
Strutting boldly amidst the raging guns.
Whether it is scorching rays of Sun
Or it is blood freezing cold,
You fight relentlessly
Standing so strong and bold.
You are the true sons of the nation.
For the sake of our lives,
Irrigating this land with your blood
Is your only passion.
Time will never obliterate the fact…
You stand for us like an adobe.
With lion like courage and firmness of temper,
You have made our tricolor
Shimmer throughout the globe.
Death can’t cease you to live
As you live even after dying.
I salute your martyrdom,
For you never got older.
Fighting to keep us free,
It is the stiffest thing
To be you- A SOLDIER......
"Let us be thankful" Hebrews 12:28
Times are tough this year,
Seems we should cry.
Many lost their jobs,
Please Lord, tell me why.
The pain will not go away,
Doctors tried for months.
What can we do now,
We don't have many wants.
Foreigners flood our land,
The the few jobs that remain.
Want everything for free,
Bring us peace again.
Our leaders do not care,
Destroy our given rights.
Christians persecuted everywhere,
We are to weak for fights.
Sodom and Gomorrah,
The ancient days of Rome.
Lifestyles that destroyed these nations,
Now legal in our home.
One Nation Under God,
You gave this land to be.
Those elected do not believe in you,
We live in misery.
Help us find our way,
Top return to One God.
Then we will have Thanks-living,
Where your faithful ones once trod.
RAYMOND V. MORGAN
That Frightful Day
It was Tuesday,
The world was told.
That terror filled the skies,
With 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 shores.
Turning leaves and autumn breeze,
Shouting peace, forevermore.
The eleventh day began the same,
With warm winds and shining sun.
Our dreams were real, our hopes were high,
It was the year double o' one.
What were those planes doing in the town,
Why were they flying so low?
The world's twin towers would soon come down,
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 new-found faith will 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.
Love and understanding,
If His glory we employ.
RAYMOND V. MORGAN
THE LAST PATRIOT
"Let all the ends thou aimest at, by thy country, Thy God, and Truths. Shakespeare
The bugler played Taps,
Shoes glistened in the sun.
Uniforms worn with pride,
To honor the last one.
Washington, Jefferson, Adams and more,
A new republic for all.
Their lives, family and fortune,
Risked so we would not fall.
A call to arms dear patriot,
A nation to defend.
Many would die for freedom,
They fought to the end.
We were torn asunder,
Our roots pulled apart.
The North and South in battle,
Tore at our country's heart.
The leaders from one land,
Called to calm the world.
We sent our finest,
Victory certain when our flag unfurled.
The greatest inventions known to man,
Came from the USA.
We shared with our friends,
To bring a better day.
An election changed things,
A leader for himself.
Destroyed al we love,
Denied a chance for wealth.
Foreigners tell us what to do,
Control our daily life.
We buried the last patriot,
We now live in fear and strife.
RAYMOND V. MORGAN
United States Air Force, Retired
My country, the U.S.A. is not for men only but for all Her children
and that’s why I joined the military to protect this beautiful country
from all the foes who surround us.
To defeat the enemies
who wanted to quench the ever-burning torch
that our Lady of Liberty holds high in the air
I joined the military with pride.
Whether they are visible or not,
I must keep my vigilant eyes on enemies
go and attack their fortress before they attack us,
make them fall to the ground before they harm our Lady
who stands tall by the eastern shore of this beautiful country.
As a woman,
I know there are many different ways to serve the country
with feminine trends, do good to the society, add something
to make better for the future generations to come,
I chose to wear a military uniform, nonetheless.
Because I heard the horrible story of Peal Harbor
from my grandpa when I was a little girl,
I witnessed the fall of the Twin Towers
and the death of many innocent lives
only because they were American,
only because this country is unbearably beautiful
to the eyes of those covetous enviers.
I understand that
from the beginning of the history of our nation
to this critical hour of war on terror,
many lives were sacrificed to keep America strong,
there were many men and women who fought to keep America
as the country with the spirit of unyielding,
and that’s why I joined the military.
I am a proud daughter of America
the most beautiful country in the world.
I am a uniformed service woman of America
the mightiest country on earth.
Let us keep America for the people of America,
let us make our Star-Spangled Banners flutter
on the top of our nation’s highest mountains forever.
*For International--exclusively for U.S., Women's Day