An Ode To the Eagle and the Dove
An Ode to The Eagle & The Dove
As I look in Eagles eyes,
As they scan what lies ahead.
He stands a strong guard,
Knowing others have bled,
Many died, doing this,
This standing the guard
The Dove thinks it’s easy
While it’s actually hard.
As I stare at the picture,
Look close at this thing,
Note Dove’s not beside,
But more under, Eagles wing.
Dove’s feet “freely” hold,
The banner to fly,
The red, white, and blue,
With stars to the sky.
But Eagles the one,
Gripping arrows that save,
Both from all comers,
He must always be brave.
It stands, a reminder,
To me, yet today,
When I read in my paper,
What the Doves have to say.
How the Dove wants it all
But not with a price.
They want to leave Liberty.
To the roll of the dice.
They say being strong,
Costs too great a price.
But if you hedge on Freedom
You walk on thin ice.
Not far back in history,
Would we need to go.
To see Eagles brave strength,
Has made America grow.
To the power that we are,
The world has admired.
The Dove would retreat,
Leave Victory, expired.
What the Dove cannot see
As it looks only to self,
The terrorist wants
Both their heads on a shelf.
It’s easy to talk of fairness,
And all the ways we relate,
Across the war table,
They are filled up with hate.
Our life, is what they want,
There’s no turning them aside,
They will even kill each other
And do it with pride.
Do Doves really think,
They can reason with others.
Who would threaten their citizens,
With killing their mothers.
It’s gone way too far,
For rational discussion,
Our strength is from Eagles,
With mighty percussion.
Stand watch my dear Eagle,
I’ll gladly pick up my tab.
It’s far better for me,
Than a cold concrete slab.
It’s now up to someone,
Who’s willing to stand.
And tell all the world.
We offer our hand,
In Peace if they will.
But don’t be now miss led.
There’s a stick in the other
To smack on the head.
Any group or bold country
Thinks they want to come on.
We won’t go down easy,
Or dumb like a blonde.
You know what I mean,
Have we lost our grit?
The Eagles our future.
Stop being such twits.
This has gone on too long,
As has this old ode,
But somehow I hope,
History will have showed.
We came to our senses
Just in the nick of time.
To stop all this clamor,
And turned on a dime.
Starting right now,
Each one should resolve,
To not be the problem,
But help get them solved.
The ode was written by oldbuck,,
just after receiving from above
A wonderfully clear picture of
The Eagle and The Dove.
Copyright © Old Buck | Year Posted 2015
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