Most Liked Patriotism Poems (214)

Take up our quarrel with the foe
you speak in voices of the dead.
Our battles fought not to win at war
rather win at peace, the Prophet said.

The torch; be yours to hold it high.
On this, certainly, we can agree.
When the torch shines for freedom
for you to be you and me to be me.

Veterans put their lives on the line
paving pathways to build up peace.
Replace dogma bricks with diplomacy
ensure goodness wins, not ends in defeat.

In Flanders fields the poppies blow
seeds of memory scattered through air.
White crosses lattice the landscape
great losses human hearts must bear.

It’s poppies for peace I want to see
swaying their message in gentle breeze
reminding us of the price we pay when
love sits back and fighting does the deed.

A soldier lies dead, under his shield,
there was a great battle, more lay in the field.
In the distance, I can hear the sound,
of the struggle that is near,
and as I walk over this bloody ground,
My mind is full of fear.
I'm still young, and I've never seen,
what others have lived and done,
this field of Red, that once was green,
I fear that I will run.
But I still walked up to my fate,
and over that last hill.
Now I fear it is to late,
today I may be killed.
The soldiers turned to see my face,
My eyes so full of fright.
I yelled at them, Where's my place,
and secretly wished for night.
I was handed my sword, and my shield,
and placed along the line.
My thoughts began to think to run,
when a Man said I'll be fine.
he said we are here to have some fun, but his eyes looked just like mine.
forward we charged, into the fray,
and we covered lots of ground,
and if I make it through this day,
at home is where I'll be found
For this morning, I knew the score,
but again, I'll never be vain.
for anyone who fights in Wars,
are People not using their brains.........

Nothing to do but keep
my job and that meant
keeping skinny yet it was
not in the cards for me.
No utilities at all
did i pay military
kept me that way.
Working 12, 24 & 48
hours at a time
always kept late.
Working days through
for the family.
Time would go past
in order to get
that cash.
Now all done i realize
in the military we
were one.
A team united for safety
and life.
We could come home each
day without strife.

For all are gone
i have been told.
My unit devoured
by the code.
No longer here
on earth they
have risen to
heaven to watch
over us.
For their life
was gone in but
a second.
Pain was not
for them gone
in an instant.
Grabbed up from
earth to heaven
to see Jesus
sitting there
waiting for thee.

Traitor could you not me betray
For once not carry sway
Could you not reject and not relish
That serving of your favorite dish
 
With joy and pride you did swell
Your character is known all too well
Taking joy in forbidden delights
Knowing well it was not right
 
Displaying weakness by being strong
Going where you know you belong
With joy and ecstasy to you submit
Taking to mountains without summit
 
So you rose big and tall
Instead of remaining weak and small
Resist no way could you a serving
Delights that you are not deserving

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!

Tie a Wewow Wibbon Wound the Owld Oak Twee !
It's been Fwee Wong Years !!
Now The Wabbit's Set Me Fwee !!
But I'm Stiw in Fawsum Pwison if I Dont See!!
A Hunwed Wewow Wibbons Wound The Owld--Oak-- Twee!!

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.

This is no birthday song or well mannered greeting,
These are words from the mouth of the hand that has been feeding,
From the one you've been starving due to your greed seeds seeding,
I see your stupidity & arrogance, I see a nation grieving,
If they are not now, they'll cry to/for me later,
A simple man who thrives for the same as any other,
Freedom, happiness, respect, equality, choice, a voice, I'm covered.
Mr. obama those gigantic ears don't mean much when there is no brain between them.
I oppose you entirely.
My mother has more business experience than you do monkey boy,
Our 22nd amendment will stay!
Your on your last term so good luck disassembling the great U.S.A.
Your presidential directive 51 will give way,
I will do all I can with all my might to expose the real you,
To help this country see, if the Egyptians can take back their land from democracy,
So can we.
You will fall!
Trust, this has nothing to do with race.
It has everything to do with you working so hard to destroy what my forefathers worked so damn hard to have stay.
It has everything to do with your lies!
We've never had a president who blames so much on so many others than himself!
Lol & this man leads our country?
He knows how to fix the economy!? Lol shoot me now.
Kidding, I live to fight, for my children, the way my fathers father did for his.
The way my father fought for mine!
Now Mr. President, keep in mind,
I've said what I've said & I've said it oh so kind,
This is rated G.
If you want the R version,
Come see me!
The leader of the free new country!
We the people are sick of being walked on!
We the people will no longer fear the government which intimidates the weak,
The government will fear the people as they should,
Government needs to shrink.
We the people must get of the couch, turn off fox news, forget American idol & look to real situations that honestly affect in infect our lives!
Chem-trails! Research that!
if that doesn't p!ss you off then sit on your couch with your Cheetos and die.
I'm sick of that ish infecting my life!

Mr. president.
Austin J.Frick
Age Of Reason Is Now
2-18-'13.

Two new thorns pierce thy brow, one way guardian exit my life now!
Robe of sorrowful guilt around me, by thorns with which they crowned me!
With awful love which found no room, doomed to death must bring to doom!
Now lye your head down to the stone, power crushes pride, your overthrown!...

(.crs.) You will fall to dust beside me,
Refuse myself in the presence of deity,
Release your lust as it gets heavy,
These wounded hands build much more slowly...

This desolate life with violent ways, has pushed my mind to a diabolical place,
There's no preparation that can help me embrace, the thoughts & the feelings when I saw the devil's face,
Right when I thought that I found my calling, I was depraved in crimson depths, ever falling...
...endure lost lovers, once the end never again, imagine the fiery wonders...

...DIE OR! DIE! RESISTING!...

(.crs.)

Be ashamed if you run from your obligation to fight, imaginary line divides trash from value tonight,
Set a trap in back to snap & wait, set fire to the doors & break the front gates,
Burn the bridge & kill any who dare to cross, carry the bodies of the dead & search for the lost,
Leave them burning in their walls they built, feel no mercy, feel no guilt!...

These broken hands will always stay true to their oaths,
With our riches & our values close, we will make a toast,
Children, weapons, golds, gods & lives at most...

At the tip of a sword you'll fall to ruin, you can never kill me, you can never take my numen,
My deity appears in her heavenly illumine, as she comes to me she Free's in me a deep serotonin,

I'm cutting out the bull sh!t & kickin' out the ladder, pierce thy heart with a golden swivel dagger,
A blade which has only known the blood of royalty, slow entry through the meat & chest cavity,
Release a breath as the cold, gold & chrome enters, the people must fight for each other so to their enemy the attention centers,
Allow this hypocritical savior to exit, rows of men marching to their battle drums,
the beat of death set!...

DIE OR! DIE! RESISTING! ! !
DIE OR! DIE! RESISTING! ! !
DIE OR! DIE! RESISTING! ! !
DIE OR! DIE! RESISTING! ! !

Die! Or Die Resisting.
Austin J. Frick
Age Of Reason Is Now
2-2-'12