Last Commented Patriotism Poems (214)

The Face on the Wall


See the man staring out at you
He’s been to a place where death
Wasn’t new,

And as he reads the hallowed names
He remembers those trying days
Of war,

The tears well up in those
Tired and haunted eyes
Touching a name
With bowed head he cries,

The tear stained face staring
Back at him
Shows naught save pain
From where he’s been,

He touches the name
One more time
Gets to his feet
Looks down the line,

58,000 men have died
All are named here
On the wall
The tears again start
To fall,

Peering closely so as
To see
The pain filled
Tear stained face
Belongs to me.

Get up you must go!

gather not your things!
just go!

a screaming thought
bound my mind

OH NO!!!!

As I scrambled to wrap my body warm
the enemy about to swarm

to run upon land
that grieved my rule

flapping flags
so tattered and burnt

blistered heart
not the feet

give me a light
to press defeat

mud raised toward my face
a running maiden
no care of broken lace

No heart was there
an empty death seem so true


then along
my troops came through

As holding hard to heart
with armor held high

I called
"fight the them!"

for they, shall always lay

Swing me a sword
let them not take my ground

never let them trample the starved

for as I breath for you all

do or die

my name you shall monger


Carved



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i am the dark stranger
on the darkhorse i ride
the marshal in this town
you are wanted dead or alive
jesse your my deputy
you will help me hunt them down
they fall like flies before my feet
i am the fastest gun around
my gun it blazed like lightning
from lightning to the ground
the face you see in the lightning
is the face that shot you down
come on you lonesome cowboys
from texas and around
i will look at you and frown
the face of the dark stranger
is the face that shot you down
your grave is my spit patoon
no more will you be around
breathing fiery dragons
to hell you are bound

Number 10
Your bedroom tax is unfair
Your taxing the poor to pay for the rich
Your going back in time

To be king john
Where is robin hood to help the poor
Camerons Welfare will bring poverty to the poor

No jobs but migrant s he will
Bring
Open doors to romaions

Jobs will be lost nhs will suffer
Health decline more burden on the poorer

Bankers created this mess
Cameron awards banks with bonuses
Who we blame for this
All those in no 10

Child negelect as the poor will starve
Bills rising
The poorest will not keep a home into the streets they will go

Cameron and the banks created this mess

You, that’s painting springtime year after year,
Of which heavenly soul are you, which wind?
Come, embrace the waists of these lofty poplars,
Oh my native Georgia - here she is!

You are all my pride and you are all my sorrow,
Oh my native Georgia – here she is!
I will stay awake here, I’ll stay all night long,
Oh my native Georgia – here she is!

Open vast expanses, free mountains and meadows,
Freest tide and heavens high above.
Long-awaited welcome to new generations,
You’re the brightest light of my old heart.

You are all my pride and you are all my sorrow,
Oh my native Georgia – here she is!
I will stay awake here, I’ll stay all night long,
Oh my native Georgia – here she is!

You are all my pride and you are all my sorrow,
Oh my native Georgia – here she is!
I will stay awake here, I’ll stay all night long,
Oh my native Georgia – here she is!
Oh my native Georgia – here she is!

Capt Henry Morgan is a bastard,
And a son of a Welsh whore,
His motto To life,love and loot!
Infamous privateer and buccaneer.

Spanish ships were attacked by his highness,
Admiral of 10 ships and 500 men!
Would you dare go against the king of pirate!
And governer of Jamaica.

His first battle at Santo domingo,
Ended in a failed attempt,
He next fought,won and raided,
The Spanish port of Provence!

Always dressed in red silk,
And wore fancy gold and jewels!
Morgan's fleet plundered, Fifty thousands pieces of eight!

Next in line of his sight,
Ransom Porto Bello for,
Two hundred thousands pieces of eight!!
And the destruction of her three fortress!!!

1670 he raided panama,
With 2 forces against,
One thousand and four hundreds mens!
And in1674 was knighted!

A land of open spaces
Beautiful beaches spectacular places
A land unique in nature
Rich from the gifts mother nature gave her
A land of possibility
To live here you can be truly free
A land of mixed faces
There are souls from all different places
A land where the weather shines bright
The sunshine can fill your spirit to new heights
A land young in its settling
Therefore many a place still untouched and pristine
A land of greatness in its ability to give
For those who here are lucky enough to live
A land of endless outdoor activities
The mind boggles at the possibilities
A land with rainforrest mountains and snow
Beaches so isolated only few will ever go
Desert so vast in its sheer size
To travel these places they will always surprise
Rivers so vast they seem endless
Forrest so deep it's a real wilderness
Her land so old she has many stories to be told
If nothing else come visit let the beauty unfold
No matter where I shall travel to
This land is my home to return I will always do
This land is like no other
This land is

Australia

Long,long ago beyond the misty space,
of twice a thousand years,
In Eirin old there dwelt a mighty race
Taller than Roman spears;
Like oaks and towers they had a giant grace.
Were fleet as forest deer.
Amongst winds and waves, they made their bidding place,
those Hibernian warriors and seers

(Drive out the truth.
Expulsion!
Jaded sitting officials.
Expulsion!
Containment drains population.
Reality or illusion?
Money for your life.
Money for your death.
Like minded, find it.
It's time to expose them!
I put the price on my own head!)

MARHSAL LAW!
MARSHAL LAW!
I SEE A PARTIAL FLAW!
SCHEMING!
GRIM REAPING!
!THEY'RE TRYING TO KILL!
!!US!!
!!!ALL!!!
Swift isolation for the wise,
as they tug at the wool,
soft pale sponge soak,
gasoline pool,
springing double barrel,
diving board,
as I go to light my peace of mind I remember I am no more!
Am I as is or am I yet to be!?!
Well past fast bliss overlooking all to be seen!
Untouchable man, looking down, falling in greed!
I'm reaching up, mythodical scam?
Mind will forever be free!
SET YOUR GREED TO THE SIDES!
AND LIVE YOUR LIVES!!
WHILE YOU REST YOUR POWERS!!!
LET US LIVE OUR'S!!!!
What's a government without it's people?!
What are the people if they are slaves to the government!?
We do not consent to your impotence!
Our freedom's which we fight for!
The great symbol America stands for!
And no more will we ignore you're,
corrupt distructive disorder or,
fall subject to the rule of foreign power!
We established this country in the first place!
We'll fight to the last hour!!!
SET YOUR GREED TO THE SIDES!
AND LIVE YOUR LIVES!!
WHILE YOU REST YOUR POWERS!!!
LET US LIVE OUR'S!!!!
Push too long,
we'll push back & push the block!
Center of this song,
I'm the REACTION for the ways YOU ACT!
Like a domino affect,
I'M THE FORCE YOU SET IN MOTION!!!
Your in the wrong for too long,
I, expose the facts!
EXPULSION!
FOR ALL THE SH!T YOU BURY THAT THE PEOPLE DON'T GET!
IT'S ABOUT TO GET UNCOVERED & THE TRUTH WILL BE SET!
YES IT PROVES YOUR ARROGANCE TO THINK WE'LL FORGET!
EXCLUDE YOUR INNOCENCE AND YOUR SELFISH NEGLECT!
REST IN THE FLAMES OF YOU'RE SHAMES AND REGRETS!
REFLECT ON THE LIVES YOU DEFLECT AND THREAT!

In all our lives theres comes a time when we must pay
for all we have or have not done.
Right now is the time we have to stand up and
pay, pay for all the creature comforts we hold so dear.
Time to pay for what we have taken for granted,
for all those we have stepped on ,or have used to get
where we wanted.
It is time we as parents, grand parents,and parents to be
pay for sitting by and doing nothing to stop what we see is
wrong.
Wrong with our goverments ,ourselves ,how we see others,
or how we have treated others.
Right now we have a chance to change ,grow and learn from
our mistakes ,and the mistakes of others.
Its time for a change in this world, no more lines to be
drawn, no more judging because someone is different,
practices a different religion.
This is the time to put aside all differences and unite,
it matters not who we are but what we do with the life
given to us.
What will we tell our future generations?
How will we explain to them that we stood by and left all
our debt to be paid by them?
How many of our childrens , chlidren will be free to even
try to change what they will see is wrong?
With no freedoms left , no joy only pain ,day in day out
never knowing what we had or what it was like to be free.
Free to choose their own paths in life, the freedom to live
and pursue their own happiness.
What would our fore fathers say if they could see what we
have done?
We as the human race have sat idly by while our
countries and rights have been replaced with stuff,and
junk,or to feel safe.
It si time we pay our debts before our future has to suffer.
Will you cower in a corner or stand for whats right?
Make no mistake one way or the other we will all pay,
its just a matter of when.