Baby Military Poems

As i reported my stalker and identity thief 2002 to the FBI she began climbing into my window for poetry my grandfathers world war 11...

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I never doubted my gliding flight like a baby bird,
I have always trusted the free winds of democracy.
It offers justice for those whose freedoms are...

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We were accustomed to being in the military living in the
barracks, having inspections and following the rules.
Yet, at summer's zenith, my sweetheart and I and...

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120 bullets found in couple's bodies, 
When the ex - president of ( Zaïre )  DRCongo 
Marshal Desir Mobutu Seseko heard about the execution...

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The Tricky Chirp

The nester bird comes to live, 
in a nest, they did not make. 
Yet... the bird, 
feels right at home 
and not alone...

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Speech

Free speech, 
is the power of one person, 
to say, anything they like, 
to have an opinion, 
and to have it heard, 
even if it...

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Looking back, one thing comes clean-glass clear
you were always there for me subduing every fear.

I tried to do my duty, be a husband strong and...

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He was warm as sunshine
She held him to her breast
He was her baby boy
She was perfectly blessed

He was her little boy
The joy of her heart
Her...

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shaped like a boat,
          a sock peeked out,
        down...

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Dual Role
The factory was a dual role one
It was a great division of labour
And of resources making double the profit 

On a Monday it made...

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DPAA Hymn for Fallen Soldiers
by Michael R. Burch

Sound the awesome cannons.
Pin medals to each breast.
Attention, honor guard!
Give them a hero’s rest.

Recite their names to the...

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I am in a mess,
My life is in a mess,
 I have no skills, no romance to give,
And much less,
Less than you expect dear,
Don’t be...

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Pro Patria Mori

Missouri volunteers bit bullets, watched
as Santa Ana's baggage washed
their brazen hair, hip deep
in the Rio Grande.
The ancient river moved across the land
Like slow...

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Hidden under crop circle
resembling an ampersand
hides sheathed silo - obscured,
said symbol adorned every armband
of national socialist, yet weapons

of mass destruction) bland
lee, blatantly ignored global pact
prepared...

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With hurry-home drops running down her cheeks,
She wrapped her small, soft arms around my neck.

“Daddy, don’t go!” she begged me.
“Daddy, please don’t go!” she cried.
All...

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