The conservative Poet Tom Zart 50 Americas to the Poems of War
CONSERVATIVE POETE TOM ZART 50
The AMERIQUE TO THE POEMES OF WAR
The white House
Washington
March 16, 2007
Mrs Lillian Cauldwell
President and CEO
Fascinated internet Expresss the Radio
Michigan of Arbor of Ann
Dear Lillian:
Number 41 passed the CD of Tom Zart. Thank you to think about me. I am recognizing for your efforts to honor our courageous military personnel and their families. America has these men and these courageous women a debt of gratitude, and I am honored to be the order in the boss of the biggest force for the liberty in the history of the world.
Better Wishes.
Sincerely,
George W. Bush
FIRM HONOR
Weakness invites the moral difficulty, the war and the aggression
Encouraged by the mistrust, the erroneous judgement and delays.
All let us like us can be destroyed and can be transformed
By the obscurity strengths that maneuvers our manner.
When mean something stares at us in the face
To corrupt our morals, our faith and our resolution.
God gives us the courage to defend which is just
Do not import the sacrifice or the danger implied.
The evil tries destroy the voucher in the man
And do be quiet the memory of law of God.
This is until the faithful one to remain firm
Defend liberty and the justice of all.
Our men and our woman that serve in the manner of the evil
Are the armor of what the free world depends on.
Without their sacrifice of body and without the soul
All that we represent went.
GOD LIKES ITS SOLDIERS
Sometimes it is hard to protect which is just
Sometimes we are according disdained to others let us fight ourselves.
Certain of let us want us without taking account of the loss
To commit our soul to save the cross.
The evil prospers on eagerness and human hate
Always anxious to destroy and to defecate.
The grace of god descends on the souls of man
Clean the impure one where that It can.
Provided that the man fought on the earth
Life had its boredoms of the birth.
The seed of god of goodness delayed the end of the man
Thank Sky for its heroes the fort and the wise one.
The Lord loves its yesterday heroes
Just how numerous, only It could say.
God likes its soldiers that align to serve
While holding against the evil His grace that they deserve.
Never to have FEAR OF ETRE TO TRUST AMERIQUE
America, the abundant, the place I had been born
I will cherish to the day I die.
Where the bones are past hero remain buried in the ground
Who liked it the even as I.
Its mountains are so big they attain for the sky
With the prairies where green grasses grow.
There is billion trees where the nest of wild birds
With the creatures that prospers to the under.
This blue gold called water with which blessed us
As the drops of rain or the crystallized snow;
The changes to the rivers and to the lakes of fresh water
While the winds of our seasons blow.
There is the den of a sifflet of a train of solitary merchandise
The race on the steel ribbons
With the harvest of farms and factories
Equilibred in a can on a wheel.
Some cities have buildings hundred histories big
The concrete structures, the glass and the steel.
A statue in a harbor, a present of France
Describes, how to the interior we feel.
This flag on the moon with the red and white lines
Prove the dreams of America realize themselves.
A country of hero that align to protect
The passed, the present and the few one.
We will beat the terrorism as it should be fought
Never leave the hunt of horde of Satan we to our door.
Protect our borders and our life system
As our ancestors sacrificed before.
Never to have fear to be to trust America
And walk with the courageous one, faithful and just.
Refuse to subject to the will of our enemies
Hold itself good to preserve that we trust.
IN THE TEETH OF THE DOG
All by the history man had been born to fight
Survive the nature, the disease, eagerness, and the war.
Since his conception there remained the same
Choose to serve the evil or good as before.
Our boys and the girls do facing the teeth of the dog
In the hot points everywhere in our earth.
They leave their families and all they like
To protect and to preserve which liberty is worth.
The enemies that they do facing are the crazy dogs of man
With a desire to kill, to disfigure and to enslave.
They sing and dance to the other death
The educational principles of hate to the grave.
Support our troops that fight the horde
While we live the good life to the house.
When you see a spectacle of soldier them your mouse
Say "hello we like yourself and your only step".
THE CRAZY DOGS OF MAN
Where that to remain the crazy dogs of man
There is the corruption, pillage and hate.
In every city, every city, or every town
Those that move the mistrust deserve their goes out.
All were born as an innocent child
Until to cheat by of others along the way.
God always liked its children
Although it breaks His heart when they wander.
The crazy dogs of man never regret themselves
For they does not have any direction of shame or of sorrow.
Love the predominance and the dark side of life
To mistreat victims as if there was not of tomorrow.
God gives to the will to sin not more
And overcome the bad grace evil to stop.
The crazy dogs of man must be stopped
Who the murder, violate and destroy world-wide peace.
Samson, Salomon, and David
Were chosen by God to hold itself big.
They did facing the big quotation and the death fear
Refuse to neglect their call.
The time came for the good men of earth
To group to restrict itself the horde.
Hold itself good against tyranny where it exists
Put the crazy dogs of man to the sword.
OR THE WARS ARE GAGNEES OR ARE LOST
The wars are taken by the oldest men
In to fight pieces in the countries to party.
Who calls the biggest power of fire
And the troops for the fight graph.
While out among broken flesh
The dreams of all turned gray.
So young and determined their faces were
Even to on the battlefield that they put.
Incapable to overcome their pride
The politicians vote.
For this or that or other something
As the war rage seems his grade.
Where that the wars are won or are lost
The soldiers fall as the toys.
Down below by the history there remains the same
More that dies are scarcely more than the boys.
As the monkeys in a turning cage
The man disputes himself for the strength peanuts.
When will do let us surpass us our eagerness
And become as a beautiful flower?
The death to the death, the dust to dust
War anger is a horrible crime.
It is the beast inside that always prevails
As it has by the time tortures.
THE WAR IS THE BIGGEST PLAGUE OF MAN
As the war is fought it loads itself
And the events let check last.
The madness of men can change the ground
Which nourishes the roots of their soul.
A lot of things will change forever
More then wished to be far.
As war anger begin destroying
These things that we fight to keep free.
The war is the biggest plague of man
The religion, the state, and spirit health.
Any blight is more preferred
What the the one that renders infirm humanity.
When the war breaks outside the, the borders change
And all that die are a brand
Rage that must run this is the course
Before the peace words are spoken.
The war that I hate, although not the men, the flags does or run
But the war itself with his ugly face.
When we lose the faith in the courageous one, that dies
Then we are not able to greet those that cries.
What distinguishes the war is not the death
But this man is killed by the colleague man.
Ecrased by cruelty and injustice
With the deadly hand of his enemy.
The war tends to punish the punishers
If the losers will not suffer alone.
The war gasoline is but the violence
Until the survivors came the house walk.
Sometimes it is hard to defend which is just
Sometimes we forced to student on and let us fight.
Sometimes we survive, while of others must die
Sometimes never to know the reason why.
The fight haste is a natural humming
Caused by the fear, leaving nothing as it was.
The hunt the one the other wild game as
Without a lack of those to criticize.
Sometimes the victory comes too slow or quick
Sometimes the cost is aside and of sick other.
Sometimes God is asked to intervene
To help the stop the wild one of the so average being.
The war is a hell that we visit before the death
To supplied by the murmur of the breath of the devil.
There must be a reason man destroys the man
But why this is then, I not can understand.
SEPTEMBER 11E
After suffering the anger of an assault of black box
America now carries the mourning to his very basic one.
Although soon its enemies all do but flees
Sound of America taking the full war.
Leave it not to do any doubt, without any doubts to all
This the devil decided to give us a call.
We will beat the soldiers of the hell and the sand eels out
And if we die; that is which liberty is of.
We will go the views where that they can hide
The street by the street, the house-by-the house, break by the cave.
They will be eliminated face of the earth
By the virtuous one, the loyal and the courageous one.
THE HORDE OF SATAN WILL BE ENLEVEE
Invade with the war and the non contained leaders
Our world becomes more dangerous every day.
The disnonest politicians, the criminals and the media
Survive by their lies to the game.
The swellings of Bible preach, that the end is near
Our world as a body is beyond the reformation.
God will eliminate all that is mean
By His fire of eruption and takes assault.
To the victory of the evil, I will never grant
Be able his anguish of supporters in the hell.
By the grace of God and the faith strength
The goodness of man will prevail.
What we accomplish are the measure of the sky
As the patriots reply to the threats of man.
Protect and defend that we like to the death
As the soldiers of Satan result from the sand.
THE SONS AND GIRLS OF Third World War
Our son and the girls serve in the evil manner
To defend our life method.
Someone are students, some grandparents
A lot a husband or a woman.
They do facing the big quotation without the complaint
The life of game and the member for the small salary.
If to the far of all they like
Fight our soldiers for that we pray.
The traceurs and the projeteurs of ruin of America
The promise to murder and to mutilate all they are able.
Of early the childhood that they are taught
To kill is to become man.
They exploit their young ones as the choice weapons
The teaching in the sky, the virgins will await.
Destroy lives with their clean one
To learn from their lies too late.
The timid cry that we must submit
And find a manner calm them.
Where the defenders worry if we are held down below
The future for America is harsh.
Be the time to fight the one the other
Or kiss our play the enemy.
All by the history there remains the same
The fort to enslave the weak one.
Be able God continues to bless America
Refuse the evil, the over.
This is until us to remain resolved
Defend the liberty of Man.
SO DEAR A MY HEART
So dear to my heart are my a magnet to the house
As I launch and I deliver my sleeping car all alone.
Everyday I see the death, hate, and the corruption
The fight is the proof of God of failure of the man
For the family, the friends, and me I taken
To my love with this poem that I wish to transmit.
I knew that I very much liked you that never how much
Even to by the war, I am beyond forced of your key.
Where the violence prospers, there is the death pong
With the fear taste on every breath.
Who will prevail, that will die
As the sadistic one to kill underneath the sky of God.
Baghdad became the road of the man to the hell
Where the hearts of obscurity are living and well.
I count every day until this is the time to return
And be with my love and never alone.
You to like
Your Sailor
LIBERTE
In their new uniforms
The young March of
Do not know that will return.
With a devotedness to trust
They brandish their flag
Leave liked the one to ask and to languish.
Be able all is buried
By all our children
Is an old tribal prayer.
They are so easy to lose
But therefore strong to forget
Such a burden for a parent to carry.
Oh, the victory taste
Soon will be forgotten
But, that that was never lost.
For these rock white of the grave rows
In the calm green fields
To do it easy to agree the cost.
America survived all the attempts to destroy
Know war cruelty
And, we that remains
Must help to keep his free one
For those that can walk not more!
OUR FLAG
Our flag is fabric wove wire
Carried by the heroes lives and dead.
She represents justice and courage also
With its colors; red, the white and the blue one.
For all that she serves, there will be acclamations
For any that dies, there will be tears.
For all that she likes, life is pretty
For those that she night, the war is the hell.
To how many weeping moms before
As they sent their children to the war.
Did not return how many dads
Because our liberty must be won.
The wars were taken where the courageous men are dead
As the patriots fought coast to coast.
Our flag always is appears it earth
Because of those that proves his value.
The LOVE OF COUNTRY
I dedicate this poem of in my stretched one
As the desert winds keep this is the bent outline.
My country love is at full end now
I would like to describe it but it is hard to knowledge.
Tomorrow I will hunt those that appreciates our death
Cursed by their hate and their goes rancid breath.
I do not care for if it is another God who they serve
For their punishment of the crime is that they deserve.
Their horde survives by a different series of rules,
Although soon they will learn the go out of deadly idiots.
Proudly I serve my fatherland and my president
Who I swore of defend hundred percent.
While haunted by the visions of what I must do
I fight for justice, and the red, the white, and the blue one.
DAY OF THE FORMER FIGHTERS
The liberty cost is sometimes high
Extremely more when our liked it a death.
The men and the women engaged to fight and to serve
And it is our support that they deserve.
Humanity is itself the the one to criticize
Who all by the history, the history is the same.
Peace, as love, can be lasts to obtain
Always expose to the fire of enemy.
Someone how the virtuous one tends to prevail
On the missed directed blow, inclined to fail.
Not astonishing that we fear the languages this lie
As humanity disputes itself underneath the sky of God.
The danger our face of solders is true
Leave to allow them so just knowledge how we feel.
Put forward your flag and their watch your heart
As those lss let us like us of us leaves.
THE FIGHT FOR BAGHDAD
Resolved although frightened, I walk my beating
On the mortal streets of Baghdad.
Look for any that track our evil
Or by our death are joyous and happy.
The position in the shadows caused by the moon
I am reminded of my nights to the house.
I wonder if the woman that I like
Growing tired to sleep alone?
I feel the remorse for all that lives here
For this place is the hell of crazy one.
And those that wish to keep it as that
Must be killed or must be put under key in the prison.
My bigger fear is not my death
But that I will finish by in a wheelchair.
Render infirm for the remainder of my life,
Depend on others for my care.
My woman, she taken for my sure return
As more of GI of night and day is killed.
She knows completely well, although it takes
The oath that I gave will be filled.
SADDAM
The king of Baghdad fell
Never dictate again.
The man will condemn it for these crimes
And the sky rejects it for his sin.
For his tyranny, it was famous
In every capital on the earth.
Until apprehended in his spider hole
Completely stripped of his value.
It is guilty rape and of genocide
While it governed without the remorse.
His strength and the prestige were fallen
Once George Bush regulated his course.
Although it can seem this the mean triumph
And conquered by their hand brutality,
By the faith strength that they are beaten
By the goodness seed in the man.
FRIGHTFUL ENEMY
America is the cake of birthday of earth
As the ants walk of every direction.
Thank God for all that swore to defend it
The portion with love, the honor, pride, and affection.
Since the first day George Washington walked of the war
There was those that wished our end.
Their hate, supplied by jealousy and eagerness
To summer beaten by our courageous one and the wise one.
Again, we must do facing a frightful enemy
Who engaged by their God to destroy us all
Employ unsuitably their faith as an excuse to kill
As for a world-wide Jihad, their leaders call.
Someone say that we should try to appease them
For if we withstand, they will hate us even more.
But the David will launch between we our rocks
Beat the, as it was before does.
TOMORROW SHOULD BEGIN WITHOUT ME
Tomorrow should begin without me
Remember of I like you.
Look at at the bottom of in top above
See all done you.
If I become injured
I taken will like you again
Who never does you happy
I will consider my friend.
Tomorrow should begin without me
Recall our boys, God likes all that cares for.
And when life seems too lasts and cruel
With "Him" they must divide their prayer.
I proved I am not loosens
What the cuts and the races to survive.
Always to fear the death will kiss me
As the streets of Baghdad that I drive.
Tomorrow should begin without me
Etre to trust that I choose to serve.
Our faith and our patriotism
Win the liberty that we deserve.
I lack to the house more than ever
It breaks my heart to remain far
I cannot help but can want to hold you
And the murmur that I say.
American SOLDIER
Our soldiers align to be remembered of
As the better one better one to their work.
They wish to be necessary and depended on
For all savings let us like us crowd.
They risk their life and their member for liberty
Hold itself good against the bad grace evil to break.
To be part of some bigger thing than itself
They want to sacrifice although it will take.
THANK THE SKY FOR THE HEROS
Thank the sky for the life heroes
Who the advance we to overcome those that are not.
The wise one know will for all the blessings of God
Where the idiots never go counts that they obtained.
America is the train of grain of earth
Of which the people exercise the rule by their vote.
All have a luck to take and to prosper
As they arrive by the foot, the airplane or the boat.
Our liberty counts on the law of the earth
Our future depends on our granulation.
Our passed knew good and bad
And our errors that we want to admit.
The harsh one of America of hate of heart
And choose to put its prodigies to disgrace
The more devotedness that likes and lives here
Rise in top to beat the criticism soldiers.
THE SOLITUDE OF WAR
I know that I always here if am moved away, to the far
As I fight for what I believe has reason.
I wonder of you and your mom
Every everyday moment and night.
The war solitude can drive you insane
If you do not obtain from the letters of worry of the house.
The left, just, behind and forward,
The death awaits leaving the one of only love.
We pray to God that we will have saved
To return to the house or lives the here after.
Bloody, the earth men cover, we see everyday
As let us languish us for these laugh times.
The moved away from the look sets up of a fallen friend
As you remain by his side until his end.
No mother never carried his child small
More carefully, that we do a friend.
A lot have their own personal newspapers
To help to keep their faculties together.
Look at the accident in hot steel in human flesh
Always does to the house seems to the far and better.
I became expert to elude, weaving and dive
If to try itself of not to worry too much me.
Just to help climb your mom and the position of the ground
And while I went all am you can be.
THE SACRIFICE, THE TRANSFORMATION, AND THE WAR ILLIMITEE
The Japanese had not lost a war since 1598
Every man carried 400 round ones of munitions
(two times more than an American infantryman)
With five rations of days and the fearless determination.
The men in the brown poorly packed uniforms
Since their first childhood had been taught
That to die for the emperor and a country
Etait more big of all glories to be looked for.
Of more, the material support were them impressive
As the marksmen they were precise in top to thousand yards and more.
Their boats were quicker, their bigger rifles, Their torpedo better
And their incomparble airplanes in the quality, aerial acrobatics and marks.
Only by the sacrifice, the transformation, and the limitless war
Etait the America able to overcome and to prevail.
Again America must hold itself good to survive
As do us facing a new monster of the Hell.
THE VIETNAM
THE SOLDIER UNDER RAIN
I am just soldier that is held under rain
My house memories are what keeps me healthy spirit.
Is at the house an earth of milk and of honey
Governed by thirst and money love.
But, which can I say, when I serve his true one
For I carried myself voluntary to see this war by.
Now, that I am here, it is hard to believe
We are just the victims of those that cheats.
As obscurity falls on the fields of rice of Nam
The frightened men with the rifles walk the shadows of the calm.
This is thousands of miles to the steps of my church
With its vitraux, its steeples and its lost souls that looks for.
Of the far I see an arch light
The bombs fell on the children the night.
I saw that the evil they call yellow rain
And how life fades when it is sprayed by an airplane.
All my buddies were taken
No soccer of more of key they will do never plays.
Closed in their body bags for the house of long trip
Are certain of the most courageous one, I never knew.
The war is a hell, conceived by the man
There is the death in the sea, the sky and the earth.
The lord, I cannot help but can wish that I were at the house
Of return with my love, that I hope am alone?
THE DADS A WAR
Where to do I am without you the dad
My hero of night and of day
I am so happy that you like my mother
And take the time for us every day.
The last time played us the baseball
You attained for me with your hand.
I looked at you, did then a wish
What I could be just half the man.
I like my father of this earth
And I like my sky father.
It is a lot for me to like, you know
For I am only eleven.
Mom and I sure lacks you
Since you left to defend our flag.
When of required others, where is your dad
I cannot help but can praise me and can praise me.
BULLETS AND BARBELE
We awakened to the fissure of fire of rifle
With the round ones of mortar that hit the ground near by.
The brightnesses of flying shell were absorbed by the sand bags
Which saved a lot of us that did not wish to die.
The spent surfaces of hot shell fell to the ground
As the VC loaded our strengthened hill.
We killed so the pong did ourselves sick
While we fought to live and not for a passion.
The barbed one, the bullets and clays morals took their passage right
As the red and green traceurs the sky.
Before little I was the last GI left
When the napalm caused my enemy to fry.
Flee the sound of our cleavers of artillary
The enemy backed up himself to the caves and to the trees.
Then I cried, "thank you" to the sky above
As I examined my buddies on my knees.
Of a manner or of another I managed to survive the day
Although a lot I served with the names that I read
Cut in the shinny the black rock Of The Wall
Are my war friends, among the death.
THE COREE 1950
The soldiers of UN fought and were forced to back up itself
Behind the protected bags of sand by the hoops of barbed one.
A LOT OF GI is dead as they held removed from the assaults
By 810,000 Communist troops.
Our guy used phosphorus, the flamethrowers and the napalm
For without these weapons that they could not survive.
The Communist loads conducted by the bugles
Until the UN could begin to this is shocking unity.
On the battlefield of death and of misery
A lot froze with their hands was anxious always their rifles.
While of others have cloched with their packed boots in the rags
The city boys, the farmers, the students, the fathers and the sons.
With a million and a dead or injured half
The two sides sang a truce before that general implied.
July 27E, 1953
And although thousands were orphans, nothing was resolved.
THE Second World War
WAR
As the war is fought it loads itself
And the events let check last.
The madness of men can change the ground
Which nourishes the roots of their soul.
A lot of things will change forever
More then wished to be far.
As war anger begin destroying
These things that we fight to keep free.
The war is the biggest plague of man
The religion, the state, and spirit health.
Any blight is more preferred
What the the one that renders infirm humanity.
When the war breaks outside the, the borders change
And all that die are a brand
Rage that must run this is the course
Before the peace words are spoken.
BOAT OF TROOP
Our boat had sailed before the dawn
Surrounded by the thickest one of fog
Always ignorant of our destination
Or which was written in the newspaper of the captain.
It did not take a long time for me to see
Our cruise was not for entertainment
An experience of a life
With nullepart to run us.
Twenty knots by the hour that we did a cruise
As the corks of white one went through us
Ten thousand young Americans
Of Europe to die.
A sailor said us of not to worry us
A day would obtain us our mail.
Uncle Sam would assure itself
Do not import how removed we sail.
Thirty feet deeply I tried to sleep
Underneath our line of floatation of the boat
Just the place for the claustrophobia
To enter into my spirit.
My favorite one invests was my May towards the west
Which I carried the whole time
In case of German u-bateaux
Or a submarine expression.
The days of thirty-three we were at sea
We crossed the equator two times.
A lot of years passed since
These years of sacrifice.
BRAVERY
A lot of courageous souls lived before now
Not very regretted and unknown by their face.
Lost somewhere in the distant night
Until a poet done the chronicle of their grace.
The true bravery is showed while executing
Without the witness, that the one could be
Able before the world
Without any or all views.
How big the courageous one that rests in peace
All the blessings of the sky to the earth.
They gave our country but their better
Those lss that were destined to be courageous of the birth.
HARBOR OF APPEARS
Sunday, December the seventh one
In the year of 1941,
While most of Hawaa¯ always slept
Came had them Sun Climbing.
The waves of plastiqueurs and of fighters flew
Bridges of the Japanese boats.
While our airplanes always were on the ground
"Banzai" was talked about their lips.
The war winds had blown
Through the oceans of our earth
Although not until Appears had been bombarded
To does realize us which value of liberty.
The wars are fought and are won on two in front of
To the house and on the fight line.
The two are equally important
When the war consumes our heart and our spirit.
The assault brought us Second World War
With the death, the pain and the separation.
All that had served were well conscious
Of their sacrifice for the nation.
CONFLICT
The hardest the conflict than we sometimes do facing
The far more glorious one is the victory.
The tyranny as the hell is lasts to beat
When it raises his head through the history.
The war never leaves a country as it was
When neutrality is an unknown word.
As the deadly hands of man himself
Are to criticize for all that left.
D-THE DAY THE WALL
More than two hundred measuring park ranger "The Wall"
A cliff in more than hundred rock feet big.
Certain of them did it completely to the summit
While of others fell and perisies of their decrease.
Those that brought up on, had replied the call of God
For the men to stop the evil once for all.
They fought the Germans and destroyed their rifles
To save the lives of our fathers and our son.
So many years passed since
When our future of the world was saved by the courageous men.
We cannot forget the hell they crossed
Before the skies, the blue again turned one.
The day J
The day J student the curtain on the conflict
That feared spun the end of dream of Hitler.
The biggest landing common fight never
Although the blood of the two sides flowed as a stream.
When their boats hit the sand, their ramps brought down
And all in paid a visit to the hell.
They jumped out to do good for their country
And kill the enemy without fails.
They fought the Germans, the tides, the winds and the waves
In the conditions done not easily foresee.
Of night fights it was in our favor
With bravery, the value, the death, and the men that screams.
The corpses threw rubbish the beach for five miles
Although the heroism had carried the day.
With literally dead or injured thousands
Those that were leave were determined to remain.
They did facing the big quotation and chose of not to protest
And won the war that put the evil to disgrace.
The did more return, married and student their babies
But those that can do not let us recall us with the pain.
To mi-chemin
It was June the fourth 1942
As I floated in only the ocean
The boat that I had sailed on, flowed to the bottom
And I thought I never do again, see to the house.
Floats it Japanese had smoked in east
With the intention to capture to mi-chemin.
Although they were passed the American boats of war
Of which the rifles, the airplanes of bombs and torpedo saved the day.
Long the very night, I looked at the war fireworks
And on the second day raised us the heat.
As the big plastiqueurs of Hawaa¯ have fallen their loads
On the Japanese boats that chose soon to back up itself.
An imperial pilot came to float firm by
Who had been chewed on by the beasts of the sea.
I could not help but could feel the passion for this is the man
Who had replied to his just call as me.
When it was on, I was pulled out deep one
By the men in a salvage rowboat immediately after the dawn.
For two days I had looked at the fight for, to mi-chemin
Now it is calm and the enemy went.
SURVIVAL
I diverted the very night and loosiais my hope
Before by the light of the moon I saw dry the earth.
I floated on and by its reefs to the beach
Where I smoothed quickly my tracks in the sand.
All I had been my poignard and a canteen
And it was fourth May of 43.
Just me only on an island of enemy
Was not a sure place for a sailor to be.
I felt that I could kill in less than a beat
If that is that it took for me to survive.
I had said thank you already so many time
For" God" was the reason I was living.
Of in obscurity, I the flock two voices of the men
Laugh and the conversation in a language not mine.
The thumb by the thumb that I crawled to their camping land
Where on what they ate, I would dine soon.
I stabbed them and took their fish, their rice and their wine
To current then my manner of return to the raft by the beach.
Soon I floated in the ocean again
And far enough out where the bullets could not attain.
The next day that I was taken by a hydravion
Of which the crew noticed my sail of the air.
Once in and sure, I cried as a child
For the death that would be forever there.
It was hard to believe that the sky allows me screw
A boy of farm of Kansas, in the secondary school the last year.
My girlfriend is blond and she hates it I 'gone m
Although I am fight veteran, the death, and the fear.
OKINAWA
Okinawa was to be our last stop
Before we have invaded Japan.
The biggest landing of the Peaceful war
As our soldiers ran through the sand.
First our soldiers of the navy were opposed scarcely
But on the fifth hell of day they found.
A solid wall of human resistance
Empty their weapons of the caves in the ground.
The aerial power and the big canons had little affects
On their cliff forts cut deeply in the limestone.
It took the man against the man to eliminate them
As flying of the bullets flesh and the pierced bone.
The pilots of kamikaze are crushed their airplanes
Let the transportations go out and the war dispatch.
As the army of the Imperial air hit our floats
The cries of fear and of hate spat lips.
Hundred, ten thousand Japanese
Of here the end of the fight were killed.
More than twelve thousand Americans are dead,
Before, just our flag flew across the field.
THE FIGHT OF THE Atlantic
After the fall of France in 1940
The Germans began soon their own blockade
With most of their efforts in the Atlantic
Hope cut the flow of Great Britain of commerce of war.
With quickly the commando units of surface like the Bismarck
The vessels merchants took at sea, the small chance had.
The small navy of the German flowed the boat after the boat
To the Navy British destroyed the romance of the war.
The losses of expedition of German u-bateaux increased
And the fight of the Atlantic seemed lost.
But soon America would enter the war
To beat the enemies of the liberty to the whole cost.
The multitudes would die and their families cry
Before the Second World War would be fought to his end.
What a humanity loss, that had lost his spirit
Although now, our enemy is our friend.
SEPARATION
The truest words, that paint my love
I talk about you in my heart.
We to be able always recalls how we feel
Although by the conflict that we forced to the party.
Person can say how much time they will last
For life is not eternal.
Nevertheless most of hope to be blessed by love
By him that does our casting.
As the fear of fight of the mouthfuls my flesh
My think about house assistance keep me healthy spirit.
There is not guarantee that I will survive
But or the manner, I will serve without shame.
Have the cold hands of reach of death for me
I taken my soul will awaken sleep.
To the voice to assure God me
This my spirit, it chose to keep.
If to try itself to remember of while I went
This the person I need you is more.
I will fight as the hell to remain in life
To return to the house to the love that I knew.
P. O. W.
When you become one P. O. W.
You find lost you your liberty and more
The guy with the said rifle you which to do
As you languish for the liberties that you had before.
Your will to survive assistance keep you living
Although sometimes you wish that you were dead.
The tortures far beyond the normal spirit
And there is not security, even in your bed.
The bullets, the barbed, the projectors and the splitting teeth
You to keep in a place that you do not wish to be.
The food is completely terrible and sometimes it moves himself
And you does not have choice of what you hear or see.
The happy one is relaxed and return to the house
Although in their dreams their goes out is uncertain.
The war can be the hell, but the imprisonment is worse
Cause after are never you as you were.
QUARTER GENERAUX
The general quarter, general quarter
All the held hands your station of fight!
Sunday morning, December the seventh one
As the war confronted our nation.
We discovered soon this was not an exercise
But rather it was the war for true one.
As you look at the death of friends and of friends of edge
This is more anger than fears than you feel.
The airplanes military officers Japanese came to fly in the low level
As I aimed with my rifle view.
Anchored bridge of a boat to Appears it
Damaged, although the always anxious crew to fight.
I saw the face of a pilot, that crashed
Surrounded by the black and empty smoke.
Certain of my bullets must have found their brand.
For his death was but my desire!
Two thousand, three hundred and twenty-three killed one
In a fight less than two hours.
With the heart of our floats Peaceful avenue
Japan had bent naval their Power.
Bombardment and strafing of boats and of troops
Caused our congress to declare the full war.
Where a lot a man deposited his life
The fight for the flag, the country and more.
KENNEDY = THE YEARS OF WAR
PT-109
After the assault on the Harbor of Appears
It did a request of the duty of sea in the war.
Where the Lieutenant John F. Kennedy
Became known for his bravery and more.
In the dark hours before the dawn
August 2, of 43.
Kennedy ordered a boat of torpedoes
By night darkness at sea.
PT 109, was on the patrol of Salomon
With a crew of 12 men in a plywood trade.
A destructive Japanese plowed by the night
Sink and the boat of Kennedy of cutting in the half.
Two of the crew disappeared just
A third poorly was burned.
Kennedy that was launched itself to the bridge
Where in to bother his direction that it won.
Certain of its men had never learned to swim
As it mustered them on the arch of bobbing.
The past hours say that it seemed would flow it
If they did for an island and here how.
It ordered those that can swim
The others should hang on to a ray.
Kennedy seized itself injured sailor
And of they walk by the ocean stream.
With its grasped teeth on burned it man invests girths
Kennedy of captain saim 3 miles.
5 hours later they did it
Despite their hardships, their sharks, and their processes.
The next problem was how to call on the assistance
Without exciting the enemy all around.
After several attempts that swim to the other islands
Finally two natal one in a canoe were found.
Kennedy scratches a grade on a coconut walnut
Delivered Etre to a disgusting one to 38 miles.
The message did it and they were saved
And their courage always lives today.
THE First World War
WIPE BOYS
The First World War gave us the fly boys
Who flew by the seat of their pants.
A lot would never return war
While of others survived by chance.
Their airplanes were especially canevas and wood
The gasoline, the bullets, bombards and poison gas.
Every pilot carried his own gun
Carry leathers, the scarf and the glass glasses.
The airmen did not have Parachute
To escape their burning airplane.
A lot were forced to jump to their death
Or modulates automatically a bullet to the brain.
The where known blimps as the armoured ones of the sky
The scream of their motors gave the reason for the fear.
They flew so high they were hard to cut down
Hide above the clouds until their targets drew near.
The bullets of traceur for the first time were used
In the airplane rifles to regulate blimps a fire.
The skies became the road of the man of death
With the duty and honors their driving desire.
How much Fly Boys have lost us since
These days of the Big War and more?
Where to do we obtain such courageous souls of chance
Who the increase of the remainder in the war fight?
THE WAR OF SECESSION
In 1860 lives was good
Until his simpleness stopped a day.
The North wished to save the Union
While the South chose to detach itself.
America was torn to party
As six hundred thousand death.
Through four years of total war
The women without the husbands cried.
The sad fact of the Civil War
Is what was left for his end.
Too many times, the evil of the effective men
Enemy destroy and friend.
The problem was, once it began
There was not peace or the compromise.
The total victory must be proclaimed
Before the rage would leave the eyes of the men.
Destroy all that helps the enemy
Etait the cry of or the side.
Do not import what obtain the victory
As the death on took to horse back.
The black ones got dressed in the old uniforms
Became the reserve of Union.
They fought and are dead for their liberty
And their rights they won and deserve.
The life methods would change forever
For all that survived the war.
It had finished as it began
With sadness, the misery and more.
The two sides prayed to the same God
And talked about the words of the Bible.
The please the two were not replied
For all implied one were responsible.
THE FRONTIERE OF KANSAS
Coronado, in his research to find gold for Spain
Etait the first European on the airplane of green Kansas.
Searching and the merchants arrived from France.
They saw the buffalo and the Indian ones that danced.
To the mouth of the Kaw were fires of camp in obscurity
Two men by the river named Lewis and Clark.
The big numbers of Indian ones, did go out of force of the East
Reestablished a presence to Kansas where the party of buffalo.
Then, a lot a cowboy decided to remain
This was not very long and most of the Indian far were forced.
When Missouri joined the Union; the slave declares equalled the free one.
Which manner Kansas would vote, congress was anxious to see?
The Hearts landers bled; their cities were on the fire
As the commando units of the states of slave tried to force their desire.
The regulation of Lawrence was sacked by a crowd
In vengeance came the Chestnut of John, that would murder and would fly.
Kansas joined the Union as the Civil War began.
After four long years of tragedy, a lot of women lost their man.
The cattle leads met the iron ways as they pushed through the state.
The farmers planted corn and wheat as the buffalo awaited their goes out.
These days of border have a long time since avenue, although the sunflower always is here
My house of the childhood of Kansas where the buffalo wanders with the deer.
THE BLACK BRIDGE OF POWDER
A mail rider transmits its papers to me
They are instructions of Robert E. The.
I now am counseled is the time
To stop the troop movement on the line of Ile of Boulder.
I gathering my men and they load the boats
We pulverize our guns and darken our coats.
Travel the currents, the sun slips view
As the courageous men with a goal mustered to fight.
We capture a bridge before to raise it moon
The Yankees that are here will nourish soon the flies.
The war evil nourishes on my brain
As I light the fuse to destroy a train.
Above us a tredteau of wood and paves
As let us pull us our rowing for a bench of sand of willowed.
Banks of the river; we look at the approach
There are shadows of soldiers, in the windows of a trainer.
With an explosion of brilliant yellow and a scream in my ear
I hear screams them as they 'falling re in the fear.
The river boils in the vapor, the steel and the stems
To the house their families will sing soon funeral hymns.
Only the one survivor was a nail of red standard
I lassoed his neck, and liberated it mud.
As I take in his saddle underneath the stars that shines
I taken for the pardon and some spirit peace.
The war is a lesson we anxious re to learn
When the man has this fever to murder and to burn.
The lord, please to forgive me for what I did
For all those lss I did be quiet was some son of the mother.
THE FIEVRE OF FEAR
The canons burst hot metal of the ground.
The soldiers pillage and burn our city.
The fever of is afraid of the hastes by my veins
As the jump of too many Bluecoats of the trains of troop.
Smoke hot barrels churns about
As four thousand mousquets launch their his.
All my friends stopped a first bullet
Most of cry out, then to stumble and fall.
Even the young boy that carried our flag
Now there remains dead as it hangs on to this rag.
The carts with the blood of injured track on the ground
The death and the destruction easily are found.
The Generals cry 'the cause they cannot hold the defeat
But it always is the soldier who dies on its feet.
The horse clogs hammer on a bridge done of counsels
As the light of the sun reflects blades of their swords.
Quickly I hide out in the roots of a tree
Where the earth eroded and there is just the piece for me.
After the obscurity that I act furtively out with the fog cover
Then to float down below the river, as I hang on to a newspaper.
The songs of their victory, resound by the night
While cold one, muddy water, I see their glimmer of the fire.
It does me me to remember of my old church of country
Where the preacher spoke word to God of his holy perchoir.
This the seed of the whole conflict began in a cave
When the man, as the wild wolf had to prove it was courageous.
THUNDER IN THE GROUND
The canons bellow of a fishbone to the far
The fight lines form and there is the small time to pray.
The bullets of mousquet pelting as the hails of the sky
I am so a lot of causes fear I put 'the need of t to die.
Of beyond of over there the hill comes a terrifying sound
This is the music of the bugles and there is the thunder in the ground.
The riders that quick prendrssant lengthened all their swords.
They 'screaming re and scream as they load on the throat.
It is hard to believe how much him does by
As they cut and pull to the dressed boys in the blue one.
Then to come the men of soldier that run on their feet
Every time I the one grave, my heart is unaware of a beating.
There is one on the ground done storm of death, dust and the smoke
My throat is so dry, I can 'the assistance of t but the pipe.
The fury of the fight is the limit to calm itself
When most of the fighters remain dead on the ground.
After obscurity, the stretchers carriers are afraid of to look for about
The wild pigs eat the injured and I can 't holds the sound.
Come the dawn, we dig ditches for all the courageous and men unconscious
Then to quote words of our Bible that taken the sky leave to enter them.
SLAVERY
When you link the neck of a slave
The fine other attaches you.
Your heart and the soul become corrupt
And all that are devilish that you will do.
No government will exist for a long time
Who is people are not really free.
Although around the world there is those
Who the stay shutter to how life should be.
Any that of others must enslave
Will remain in their own living hell
After the death, they will join their master
In this place of the sky it fell.
But until then we will fight and will withstand
Do the rows their chains.
And those of us that can die first
Sky will look at and will pray
THE FRERE AGAINST FRERE
During to become officers
The young men of No west adhered as the brothers.
To roomers of Civil War transformed the friend to the enemy
As a lot of younger chose of others to serve.
Fifty-five of sixty major fought fight
Etaient first by the graduates of the long gray line.
The Yankees and Rebel ravaged the one the other
To kill and to pillage were virtues of the time.
More than six hundred thousand soldiers were consumed
Not the multitudes of calculation of population.
The cities, the farms and the landscape was devastated
Before our Union was restored to a nation.
THE SMALLEST SOLDIER
Johnny of nine years Clem that held itself just four feet big
Is saved Ohio to reply the call of his country.
It joined in top with the Union and became the boy of drummer
Soon to prove the rifle that it carried was far more than a toy.
Armed with a mousquet of sawed of, the down below just cut to adjust it
It pulled a rider of Rebel that tried to do it in.
The attributed lines of its sergents and the gives an award to in money
Its friends offered him hot coffee of their kettle.
The newspapers of the North, published with joy his history
Say of the of nine years that won the glory of his country.
THE FIGHT
The moon is the high sky
And perfectly in round
As it underlines beauty
Of disputed ground.
Life is a trip
Where the passage is free.
After, there is the judgement
By to live it and You.
Slaughter of the tomorrow
We will survive if we can.
Dead and mutilation
By the hand of man.
Someone will stumble
With the absence of breath.
While of others load
In the death face.
We will run towards the fight
And pray for the better
Hope of a manner or of another
We pass the test of God.
BUGLES
Their red and disorderly blue flag detached itself
Against their dust covered with the uniforms of gray one.
Savagely we fought to kill our enemy
As the fight raged on in the heat of the day
Launch after having launches let us put us forward our flame
With thousands of conducted bullets that slam flesh and the bone.
Peel the sweat brought down every face
As the war airs by the bugles were blown.
There was a sound to return a metallic noise of refouloirs in the barrels
As each new minieball was loaded and was emptied.
Some blow without goal in the smoke
While of others aimed the door and tired.
The bullets jumped as the quarter of July
Nevertheless our enemy kept to jump forward.
Suddenly they broke and have left in the groups
The dispersion as for the forest that they fled.
Of behind the protection of a piled up wall of rock
To play it the principal victorious encouraged role or just sit
To all the bodies of friend and to the enemy
While for injured it the surgeons cared for.
Soon the war was on and I survived
Despite this is the brutality on the trampled ground.
Boy to hold I was transformed
Nevertheless, still in the night I hear his sound.
THE LEAF ON WATER
Coast Atlantic of America was regulated by the British
As the Indian ones govern began backing up.
After a lot a fight, they lost their earth
Give in the strength of the white man and eagerness.
In the years to come as a leaf on water
The Indian ones were swept by the white man.
As the trappers and the pioneers that push towards the west
The death and the affable disease to the earth.
With the white regulations came the fur merchants
Followed by the soldiers, the forts, the bourbon and forms tools.
No of which no helped the Indian ones to survive
Who chose to take the war, and to break the white rules of the men.
A lot of treaties were done, be just broken
By these anxious one for the earth, wood, scales itself of the and gold.
The hopes arrived to pillage the earth
And be farmers, the Indian ones were said.
The fight raged on, to the prairie of the west
On the mountains and down below by the desert sand.
The Indian ones are revealed the frightful enemy
As the two sides fought by far and body to body.
The lieutenant Colonel Custer, took his cavalry
To the research of the fame and to the tribal disgrace.
But rather it and its men were cut down
By the Indian hostile one with the paint on their face.
Around the fires of camp of Button of rose and Languishes Fishbone
Sing the warriors danced until Sitting the death of Bull.
The was more forced to go kneeling Injured
Where a lot of sad Indian would draw their last breath.
With their fight spirit completely broken
And their tribal old forever gone manners.
The Indian proud one were transferred to the reservations
Where their once big history in song lives on.
THE GOND OF HISTORY
The gond of swings of history in all the directions
As the events of the passed are noted.
Of all that arrived since the beginnings of the man
To summer less recorded than the expectations to be found.
The Babylonian ones kept chronicles of history
Hebrews wrote the passed as a dramatic history.
The Greeks did not have faith in the future to all
Believe the men repeated errors condemn his glory.
The Christians added a new dimension to the history
Awaits with impatience the return of Christ to the earth.
One on to go drama that implies the man and God
Believe that all are created value equals.
Someone asked why has let us study us the history
It encourages us just to live in the passed.
When we forget the history repeat ourselves its errors
As the coming from humanity is launched.
The ALAMO
The leaves of the cottonwoods hung motionless
As outside the walls Santa Anna the horde compared itself.
A small band of Texan ones looked at and awaited
Preoccupied by the fight and how life would finish.
The raged of fight of the construction to the building
Until the old chapel of the mission was the last one to fall.
Texan more than 180 are dead the fight to the man
Never produce, return or crawl.
Six weeks later Sam Houston scoffed at its forces
With "To Remember Alamo" as their rallying cry.
Attack and beat the army of the Anna of Santa
To win the independence for Texas or dies.
The Spanish word for the "cottonwood" is "Alamo"
The time the long popular name for the mission.
Today the old strong strengthened chapel is held always
Preserved as a sanctuary of sacrifice and as the tradition.
WASHINGTON GENERAL
Once to the head, it the boxing in the British
To Boston where it captured the Heights of Dorchester
Neglect the British to his pity
As its men aimed with their canon sites.
The British order had but a choice
To sail to New York to renew the fight.
Where the English had of a lot of bigger forces
Who hunted soon the men of Washington in the full flight.
They continued on to Pensylvanie
After crossing the Hudson in the retirement
With the British forces in the hot pursuit
It looked at as if George was condemned to beat.
When the winter that is seemed to have stopped the fight
That is when Washington crossed the Delaware.
On this night of Christmas it captured Trenton
Where Hessians was astonished and ignorant.
It whipped the British to Princeton
Where in the victory that its men began singing.
Washington then wintered to Morristown
Induce its troops for the spring fight.
Washington courageously fought to the Cognac
And again to a place called Germantown
But the British were the a victorious one
As the death of the two sides covered the ground
The Americans early were blessed this spring
When the French entered the war on their side.
Although the frostbite the done more suffer to the Forges Valley
Using the French they let the step enter.
The fight raged on, in t
Posted on February 11, 2010.
