Ballad Military Poems

The local folk now hear a plane,
quite low and circling round.
In thickening fog and driving rain,
can it not see the ground? 
It surely has wandered...

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Our Many Military Memories

Many military memories were made,
And into past, none of them will fade,
Lasting forever which was day by day;
Even after they have passed...

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Our world is but a pane of glass
    And I have seen the Grim Reaper
Lift a wearied hand with a stone --...

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Why am I hurt so sore, my folks 
Why does my heart bleed
Why do I take it so personally 
Why do I need to worry...

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He's gone again.
The third deployment in as many years
I hold the babies tight and fight the tears
And curse the plane that takes him through the...

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This is written to the rhythm of the Ballad of the Green Beret
By Staff Sergeant Barry Sadler
And
Robin Moore
***
Let us roam
upon the seas
we dont want
to make...

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Born in 1915 at Birkenhead by the Port River Inlet 
A son of Port Adelaide  as one of the best youd get
In the days...

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High above the parade ground
Our four groups of three
Lined up in a helicopter
Hovering over the trees

With parachutes heavy on our backs
The jump master checks for...

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The college kids were gathered around
   Listening to the latest stereophonic sounds
Speakers booming their tunes and melodies  
   Beatles, Stones,...

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God bless the Soldiers dying young.
In an unfamiliar land, 
Caught by war's impatient hand,
Swept aside by fate before their song is sung.
God bless the Soldiers...

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Ten angry soldiers up in the tree putting all their scopes on me

Nine saddened solders staring down at their friend who fell all the way...

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I walk out the door, I say no goodbyes
With my bag in hand, I salute all the guys

I hop on that bus, I continue to...

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News broadcast:

Bad news from the Afghan front lines,
an Army lance corporal got killed
from Battalion 5, company 9

Soldier Bill James Medlark,
affectionately known as Billy the Kid
Saved...

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At the savage, indigo sky,
draped in snow, claw the mountains high.
By the cirque, a base, sheltered 'neath, 
his gun sings the ballad of death.

A field...

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It was said by pilgrim sons next to the Boston Harbor,
That to take tax without redress was action of dishonor.
And so a team of farmers...

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