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How should we remember them?
Those men and women -
Who have died for us?
How should we remember them?
Do we remember them in thoughts?
- only come in once in a while
Do we remember them in salutation?
- visiting their graves
Or do we remember them in deeds?
- taking on where they left off
- taking care of their children
Just ask yourself what do you like
others to do for you when you are gone
And do it
Thoughts are not enough, my friends
Prove it
Prove it that you care for me and for you
Yes. You.
If it wasn't for me you wouldn't be here
Me as I am fighting for you
Me as I am taking care of the fort so you can have liberty
Me as ahh you got the answers
Remember - talk is cheap
You have to pair it with your actions
When was the last time you visited someone
who has passed away fighting for their country?
When was the last time you tell someone you care
and prove it?
Blood built this foundation
and upon it comes you and me
It takes sacrifice
And there is no higher calling
They did their jobs
It is our turn to do theirs
What are left to do?
And do it
America - here we come
Come for our calling
Whatever you want us to do
Whether fighting in the front
Or taking care of business at home
Who will answer the call?
“Real leaders must be ready to sacrifice all for the freedom of their people.”
“A fundamental concern for others in our individual and community lives would go a long way in making the world the better place we so passionately dreamt of.”
“Resentment is like drinking poison and then hoping it will kill your enemies.”
“I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it. The brave man is not he who does not feel afraid, but he who conquers that fear.”
“Education is the most powerful weapon which you can use to change the world.”
“Everyone can rise above their circumstances and achieve success if they are dedicated to and passionate about what they do.”
“I like friends who have independent minds because they tend to make you see problems from all angles.”
“It always seems impossible until it's done.”
“Many people in this country have paid the price before me and many will pay the price after me.”
“Do not judge me by my successes, judge me by how many times I fell down and got back up again.”
“Money won't create success, the freedom to make it will.”
“It is in the character of growth that we should learn from both pleasant and unpleasant experiences.”
“It is not our diversity which divides us; it is not our ethnicity, or religion or culture that divides us. Since we have achieved our freedom, there can only be one division amongst us: between those who cherish democracy and those who do not.”
“For to be free is not merely to cast off one's chains, but to live in a way that respects and enhances the freedom of others.”
“A critical, independent and investigative press is the lifeblood of any democracy. The press must be free from state interference. It must have the economic strength to stand up to the blandishments of government officials. It must have sufficient independence from vested interests to be bold and inquiring without fear or favour. It must enjoy the protection of the constitution, so that it can protect our rights as citizens.”
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"Death gives us sleep, eternal youth, and immortality." — Jean Paul Richter
It has been stamped in my mind
The day you caught that red grouper
On Memorial Day in Florida.
Dear Carolyn, how can I forget
The kindness you always showed me
Although we lived so far away,
You in USA and I in Malta
Thousands of miles away.
Your last contest entry so sad.
It is a tribute on its own.
How can I ever forget
Your last soup mail,
Informing me that you were
Going to hospice to die there.
I trembled in fear until
I read that a week later
You were cremated
And your ashes spread over the ocean
That ocean you loved so much.
Now after so many years,
You are still my favorite poet.
And occasionally I search
And read your precious poems
All over again.
They are now written in Heaven.
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She waits
Until I cry in my arms for you
babe
When I think of you
Until I cradle my feelings for you to bleed my eyes babe
When I think of you
Until I authentic to show my
breathe for you babe
When I think of you
Until i beep my beats to the
reflection of your body into
my soul babe
When I think of you
Until I hug the heat after the
sunset from your body babe
When I think of you
Until I wait for you to allow me
for a kiss babe
When I think of you
Until the candle which gets on
melt and give me the rays of
our love like an ocean infront
of god until I pary next that is
same that my love stay till
my life
When or when she waits for me
When I think of you babe......
Happy valentine day to you....
With love all
Jagdish Bajantri
Birthday, Christmas Day, Fourth of July
Easter Sunday, Thanksgiving, ain’t gonna lie
Holiday, Holy Day, Fifth Monday
Every day, all day, not a fun day
Each day, every day is Judgement Day
Each day, every day is Judgement Day
They look at you
They weigh you
They measure you
Any way they can
They find you wanting
They find you lacking
They find you missed the mark
Best get with the plan
Labor Day, Halloween, New Years
Veteran’s Day, Memorial Day, cry me some tears
His Day, Her Day, lost the pay day
Inauguration Day, swearing in and at you hey
Each day, every day is Judgement Day
Each day, every day is Judgement Day
They look at you
They weigh you
They measure you
Up and down and back and forth, sideways
They find you wanting
They find you lacking
They find you’ve not tried hard enough
You are accountable for all the untried ways
Death Day, Mourning Day, Burial Day
The Day they dug the hole
The Day they fill it in
And forever trap your soul
Each day, every day is Judgement Day
Each day, every day is Judgement Day
Never made the mark
Never measured up
Never scored the goal
Or held the winner’s cup
Judgement Day oh Judgement Day
You’ve had your piece of me
Judgement Day oh Judgement Day
May I please rest free…
He stared at his war medals;
As bright as when first minted,
His own lustre long since tarnished;
Only tear-filled eyes now glinted!
He belonged to a generation
That sacrificed its fragile youth,
And traded it for our defence;
For freedom and for truth.
Although a very modest man
Who accepted his war-torn lot,
He wanted the world to remember,
All the others left to rot.
A past filled with campaigns like his,
Couldn't easily be put aside,
Though through many a tortured memory,
God only knew how he'd tried.
Don't ever forget this brave soldier,
Who now struggles to pull on his vest,
For if you forget the alive and with medals,
You'll surely, never remember the rest!
It is not in parades or days
We find the fitting honors.
It is not in displays or ways
We bring our veterans praise.
The highest honors silence knows;
In hearts and eyes and poses.
In hearts that burst with gratitude
And eyes where weeping flows.
In poses where the comrade stands
Stretched tall in firm salute.
They honor others with their hands
Without a word, stand resolute.
In silence lift our veterans.
In honor, stop and remember when
A father, mother, son or daughter
Gave themselves for the brethren.
Silence comes and calls: “at ease”
And comforts loved ones lost.
We too find solace and reprieve
While heaven cares for these.
You fought over the smallest of sand
For my country in a foreign land
Advance all the time and never retreat
USA is number one and can never be beat
The military taught you how to survive
I hope you can make it home alive
When everything is all said and done
You fought with your life for my freedom
Thank you for fighting for me
Now I know freedom doesn’t come free
What you did for America makes me feel over come
Thank you for fighting for my freedom
Remember them for the blood the gave
To make America home of the brave
Army Navy Air force Marine
Toughest old boys you’ve ever seen
Hopefully they’ll get back to those crying mothers
They will be alright with they’re band of brothers
When everything is all said and done
You fought with your life for my freedom
Thank you for fighting for me
Now I know freedom doesn’t come free
What you did for America makes me feel over come
Thank you for fighting for my freedom
They sent them to the school of hard knox
Now they’re coming home in a pine box
Zipped up in a in a bag
They gave they’re family a flag and a dog tag
Remember them when you pray
Stand tall for them and remember them on Memorial Day
Death is no joke, nobody can laugh at it
Death is not a he or a she, death is an it
Death is different, death comes like a flash
Death strikes. Death is the fastest thing around
I hate death. Death and friends crash
All types of parties. Death comes with no sound
Death strikes like a misguided or a lost laser
I hate death. Death destroys everything
All the time. Death strikes helicopter
Airplane, car, tank, house, building and ring
I hate death. I am not afraid of death
Death brings a lot of pain and suffering
Death is a thief. Death always finds the depth
Of the soul, the core of the heart
To spread grief, pain, suffering and hurt
I hate death. I wish someone could kill death
It is sad there is too much death, to many thefts
I am out words. You and I are at the top of the cliffs.
Copyright © January 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved.
Hébert Logerie is the author of several poetry collections.
9/11 memorial museum
I sat in silent thought and memory,
on the floor of the memorial building,
amidst bent crumpled steel beams,
remnants of walls and pipelines,
on the walls pictures of those who are no more.
In that silence was the muffled pain
of those who had watched in agony,
the heartache of those who lost
their dear ones, screams of children
for dear parents, and many
feelings of love that remained buried
in the rubble.
Hatred destroyed the steel beams,
the concrete crumbled, the twin structures
collapsed, but the strength of love
endured.
In the rubble and debris, hope survived.
Built here is a temple to the strength of
human endurance- and a testament
to the truth- that love always prevails over hatred.
Free verse
Wrote on 26/04/2023
while sat at the Memorial building
near one world New York!