Never Forget Part 1
This song is dedicated to the men and women of our armed forces who have served in times of war past and present.To the POW's and those still MIA.To those who made the ultimate sacrifice with their lives.And to their families who wait and pray for their return.
Never Forget Part 2
This song is dedicated to the men and women of our armed forces who have served in times of war past and present.To the POW's and those still MIA.To those who made the ultimate sacrifice with their lives.And to their families who wait and pray for their return.
"Barrense Accent"
this poem reveals my native background and express the rich culture from my birthplace...
WHO KILLED CHRIST?
i WROTE
Dixie
Me and my Belle will one day settle down here in Bama, in our population 10 town. So Darlin',hope you don't mind my Confederate flag, Behind the rest of the country, us Southerners lag. The hospitatily will grow on you sweet heart, This is where
Race! which is most potent?
he that has the eyes to see let him see!
Fighting Dwyer
This is about Michael Dwyer and his band who held out against the English for five years in the Vale of Glenmalur after the rebellion of 1798.
To Our Flag
Blatant, unabashed patriotism. Not stylish, I know, but it's how I feel. Got nothin' against other countries, have visited a few and hope to visit a lot more, but this will always be MY country.
Heroes of Nine-Eleven
I cried as I wrote...
No Place Like Home
Finally! I've got a place called home! Wooohooo!!!!
I'm Over It"
our first fallen soldier who was killed this year, and to all the sons and daughters that are not on this earth any more.. just because of War......dam it!
~Hero in Time~
For all the service men.
Scribbling
Thoughts are running through my mind relaxation I am trying to find wandering restlessly hopelessy going forth this is Canada the beautiful country up north Blessings and love to all
This line we forever stand
I sat in my chain and thought why I joined the armed forces and as I rememberd why I decided to do a free verse poem. I felt overjoyed as I worte this.
Honey, I'm Feeling Lonely, Honey, I'm Feeling Blue
Dedicated To All Of Our Armed Forces Over Seas or Away From Home Fighting For Our Freedom, AND To Their Families Keeping The Home Fires Burning For Them. Whether or Not You Believe or DON'T Believe in this War, Our Men And Women are STILL CVER THERE Fighting for US All. NOT Their Fault, Just Their JOB! ICR2010
The Patriot
Dedicated to the troops from all nations in jeopardy on American Independence Day.
DOES IT MAKE A DIFFERENCE
DOES IT MAKE A DIFFERENCE STEPHEN DUNNE IT’S TIME FOR A CHANGE, IT’S TIME FOR PEACE, BROTHER AGAINST BROTHER, IS THE FIRING GOING TO CEASE I HEAR PEOPLE CRY, A GREENPEACE SHOUT, POLITICIANS WHO WON’T ANSWER, THEY DON’T KNOW WHAT IT ‘S ABOU
another memorial day
all laid down with the lined stones the felled remains of soldiers bones row upon row upon row upon row straight aligned see away they go to top of the hill and far beyond on holidays with small flags donned all the young men now gone to
Victory
Victory! Says pounding drums Success! The trumpets blaze Triumph! Soldiers march in time As the masses craze Elated with our conquest Glinting off our guns Enemies defeated We thrill aloud as one Shaking off our weary Standing up our pride
Collapse
I'll be honest- I'm a bit toasted, and this needs a lot of work. Will get back around to this later. It is about a hard working man who tries to live a simple life, believes that the most important works will come from laboring in the land, and who ultimately, having never had faith or much interest in the political world, believes that his most important work, at this point in his life, where he is beyond capable of everything he has ever placed faith in, is to remove that which he feels is evil, by assassination.
Ntionality "a menace"
Nationality is insanity because it breeds contempt, and how can we claim what does not belong to us and we do not belong to it but a temporary abode?
the cradle
it speaks about our historical country and our adventure.
Lucifer's War
War is such a sin...greed, selfishness, and our arrogance toward one another.
blue harbor
fast as the night will move us straight as the rain does fall down in this land my land your land our land god we need something tonight we are dying again is it freedom are we free killing each other but who are we in this world im standing on invis
Patridiotic
Differences with war
futilitarianism
Late night typing
"The American Dream”
I wrote this poem in college.
War for religion
This isn't so much a poem as an observation,we all have different opinions and the freedom of speech!!!
'Cleopatra to the Asp'
This is Cleopatra's narrative to the snake that will take her life. She equates Egypt's history and prosperity to the Nile. The Nile Delta is metaphorically compared to her sexuality. She used her sexuality to control Rome's most powerful men. But one is now taking it away from her (Augustus Caesar). She hopes her son will "swim like a fish toward Rome" thus securing control over Rome and restoring Egypt's prestige. But it was not not to be. Augustus slew her child by Julius Caesar, thus Egypt became a Roman province and has never enjoyed it's former power since.
SUFFERING AND SMILING
This poem is dedicated to my fellow Nigerians. Nigeria is the world's sixth largest producer of petroleum (oil/gasoline) yet its people are poor and hungry because of corruption of its leadership. At the same time she exports her crude abroad and imports the refined products and sells to its citizens at the same prices, sometimes higher, that non-oil producing nations, despite the fact that the nation has several capable local refineries. The painful fact about this is that despite the man-made poverty in the land, the peoople do not attack their problems in practical ways, majority of the people are hoodwinked into believing that the devil or some witchcraft, by their neigbour, is the souce of their mishap - so they easily throng to religion hoping to find the opium for their 'troubled' souls. I dedicate this poem to inform my fellow Nigerians at home and in the Diaspora that solution to a man's problem does not come from abroad or above, it comes from within - a will to see a change. The national anthem of Nigeria starts with the words 'Arise O Compatriots'.
LULLABY OF REASON
I want Africa to stop fighting wars and start building bridges.
TAPS
Self explanatory
ODE TO OUR ARMED FORCES
A thanks to all who serve and sacrifice to keep us free. From one who served.
WELCOME HOME
It's about all who served in the "Green Hell". Written because it needs to be said and to instill hope in other "'Nam" era vets.
GIANT TODLER
This poem is about Nigeria, a blessed country in terms of human, material and natural resources, yet its people wallow in abject poverty because of the bad leadership of its politicians with active conspiracy of western interests and colonialists.
Red hair and red faces
Inspired by Robbie Burns poetry
i miss to kiss your foot prints
HOW MUCH HARD THE LONG NIGHTS I TRY TO REACH YOU . HOW MUCH HARD THE LONG NIGHTS I TRY TO REACH YOUR ARTERIES AND YOUR KIND HEART . HOW MUCH HARD THE LONG MOMENTS I SEARCH FOR YOUR FINE BREAST TO EMBRACE MY T
ship on the mersey
viewing of the que2 at liverpool on the mersey
America
I wrote this on 9/11/2001
In the grooves..
The world fits in here somehow, somewhere. In the palm of my hand. Between the grooves, the life, the linx, the expectations-- reflections. So hard to see where it all goes to or from which it came I hope it makes sence, eventually.
Dreaming Of A Highland Gypsy Maid
Lairg is in the county of Sutherland in the northern highlands of Scotland. And by the way, the story is true:-)
In Memory Of A Warrior Poet
The shape of the poem is meant to be the 'handle' of a sword!