Short Solider Poems

He stands before the giant tank,
until it halts,
and then, like a goliath,
climbs aboard,
and to the solider whispers,
peace....

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Fallen solider
My,
how you fought,
All or nothing
Nothing 
at all.
Now you stand
at heavens
door.


By: Sabina Nicole

Thinking of You...

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As the devil grips his claws into the chest of man we pray to God Almighty for help.  
Put your trust in me my son for every solider Will meet struggle, God replies. 
 Believe in me my son the path yet shown is bright just follow your heart....

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Go to war in Iraq. Deny everything
Just don’t look back

Solider I gave you a direct order to shoot that woman
The one in all black
She’s wearing a bomb
Concealed in her wrap

I don’t care if you can’t see it
The US government doesn’t pay you to think
Quick shoot her in the head
Before she teaches her son to hate and kill back....

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theres a game that life plays 
i would like to take some time 
to reveal the shadows of deceit 
and the wasted years many place in there way
i tried to be a simple man 
i tried to stay away 
but the fall was close at hand 
and like most i fell 
but unlike most i stood back up to face the day 
to solider on and die a hero of the people...

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There lay the body,
Of a broken solider,
The explosion swiped him clean,
His slow breaths,
Breathing in the murky air,
All that was left,
Of that poor man,
Was body, leg and arm,
He had a wife and 2 kids,
But now no more,
I still hear his laugh,
Of jokes once betold,
No more laughs for awhile,
The D-Day had struck.


16/7/10
10:10am...

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He is not a solider, but he works for peace. 
He stays afar to build new dreams and hopes for his loved ones. Holding handful memories of happiness and longing to look his gems, as a hero to his daughters. Strangling all his dreams for love, with a smile in the unknown land.

     billowing hands with 
earnest eyes departs with hope 
     ~to build new future...

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Money Greed Power

They send our dollar down the river...

The man who talks in time-

change minds - change rules

The man who talks in time-

Solider calling in with warning...

The man who talks in time-

They send our dollar down the river...

The man who talks in time-

Deals made-Deals broken

They send our dollar down the river...

The man who talks in time-...

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red river
the water flows in the little river.
not very fast so you can see the rocks on the bottom.
as you walk this river you see change that is a fear.
the river changes to red what a deed/
for the red is blood of a solider that died............
a blood red for freedom given 
many have come and many have gone.
but the blood flows in this red river.of war blood...

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Shining star above,you see
Shine..you're the reason of my glee
Shine...even it's all black
My Pride...You..O my Flag 

Solider there at the border 
Hasn't sent the money order
Family Proudly sees on his body,your tag
My Pride...You..O My Flag 

Fly high my Green and White
Do all u can to keep it at the very height
And If it falls you should be there to drag
My Pride..You..O My Flag...

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The broken solider coming home 
From the war 
With a parade just for him 
You see him shed a tear 
Thinking they tears of joy 
But his 
Crying for those unsung heroes who fought 
And lost they lives 
To save there country’s 
They where his friends 
They where his brothers
 but know there gone 
taken away from him
From hot lead shot by his enemy
But all he can do is just shed a tear and march on ....

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O' make the paths straight 
For my brothers who wander
That they may gain Wisdom 
To endure their endless trek

O' bless the searching solider
Through fields of violent thunder
That they may raise their arms
In honor of you

O' make their paths straight
And show them a Godly reason
To forge beyond the torrent hillside
to greet the new season


...

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The Wounded Solider, his heart is heavy.He left his home, and everything he was taught not to do he's done.He's needs are help in so many ways He's are Sons are Daughters we have to reach with hands of God they been though Hell There minds are tormented.but are they really free,it's up to us to talk to them they fought for freedom and pay a price .they need the care to almost set them free.it's up to us to see....

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In war there’s no mercy
With aged nor infancy
Women and children first
On the Grim Reaper’s hearse

Politicians all smile
And Generals hostile
Young solider do and die
You’re told pie in the sky

How much blood needs to spill?
How many kids to kill?
Before we work for peace,
For pointless deaths to cease?

Let’s slay poverty
Let’s share property
Let’s spread hope everywhere
By making trading fair....

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The door is open in front of you
so what will you do

Will you let fear and insecurities
get the best of your dreams

If only you would believe
and then your dreams will be conceived

All you need is a little faith
and it will help you on your way

So don't give up, keep going
keep sowing into your dreams

Don't give into the devils schemes
be a solider if you know what I mean
just believe and God will intervene...

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It hurts so deep,
And you make me cry,
That maybe back at the station,
That, that was our last goodbye. 

We both know that you're strong,
But we both know the chances,
That things go wrong.

I wait for you,
Wait for your call,
And never get a notice,
That battle,
Was your downfall.

Come back safely,
My Soldier Love,
My Captain,
Come home to safety.

March on home my Captain,
March on my solider love,
Keep you head up high,
And look to him above....

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Sacrifice and Blood

War comes to often and blood flows
Death and destruction
Are only seen by those who sacrifice
One I knew we were brothers in battle

Wounded in the head and left for dead
Yet one brave solider risked his life
With bullets flying he ran to his side
Dragging him to safety

Dead the doctors thought
But yet saved his life
If bravery had another definition it would be called
Love   

Dedicated to my brother the one shot in the head...

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He kicked the chair beneath his feet
  Freeing himself
Forever in motion
  Forever elevated
Forever caught in time
  My brave solider
How sweet are your cries
              Sweet as the cinnamon 
On pancakes you told me to try
  the first time we met.
The mixtures still fresh 
  yet the milks sour    cow’s got his tongue out 
your dead laughter fills the walls
   the rope tightens.
So his glassy stare turns to stone
  A smile whipped and cracked upon his face.

You’ve never looked so beautiful....

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