Present Arms
You got no job you got no pay
Join the military, sign today
They'll take you off to fight on foreign shores
You'll be your mother's pride and joy
Her armed and dangerous golden boy
A uniformed hero that shows no fear
The khaki ranks of flesh and steel
Learning how to smile and kill
They'll teach you to ignore the screams and tears
song performed by by Ub40
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Firebreather
As the wind blows and leaves rustle.
Fire spits through the air.
Smoke and ash fly everywhere.
The young and old cower in fear.
Young and handsome bursts out of the clouds.
Big and strong with a mighty sword.
Shield in one hand to fight off the flames.
Ashes fly everywhere but the hero shows no fear.
Triumphant roars ring through the skies.
Screams come from all directions.
I'll save you all the hero claims.
Flames shoot towards the sky.
The hero rises to the challenge.
A failed attempt at stabbing the heart.
Followed by many many more.
This hero will never give up.
He will not rest till mirth fills the atmosphere.
Jab, jab and jab again.
He must try with all his might.
One last stab, will the fire breather go down?
The hero hopes and prays for success.
The ground shakes.
Oh no a possible earthquake.
The hero celebrates with joy.
The monster is dead and now has no head.
The young hero mounts the head with pride.
All fear is gone but no hope is lost.
The hero may rest at last.
poem by Katie Diaz
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Only The Brave One
Only the brave one can smile though not winning only the brave are gracious in defeat
Only the brave one though seen as successful never does show any sign of conceit
If for some reason from the Queen you do not accept a knighthood that does not prove lack of grace on your part
That only proves that you are a good person that you are one who does follow your heart
You've proved yourself in the heat of the battle and you became a hero when the war was won
It has been said that your victims were many but everyone you killed was some mother's son
Many see you as a brave ageing hero a hero once and a hero today
But I am not one who agrees with the many I look at life in a different way
On what is brave I do have my opinions but that doesn't mean my opinions are right
I've never discharged a gun at another for God or Country I never would fight
Maybe I do seem off in my opinions but that's your opinion and that suits me fine
You belong to what's known as majority thinking but are your opinions much better than mine
Only the brave one will speak for the oppressed one that's my opinion though I'm far from brave
But fear is a thing that helps me to keep living I fear the coldness of the earthy grave.
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poem by Francis Duggan
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Smile Is A Sign Of......
A smile is a sign of love
A smile is a sign of care
A smile tells how much to others
You are important and also dear
A smile is a sign of cheer
A smile is a sign of trust
A smile shows how you can
Be happy even in hard crust
A smile is a sign of joy
A smile is a sign of hope
A smile teaches you how you can
Remove the clouds of mope
For nothing but only a smile
Takes away your pain and trial
And pick your trouble's pile
And let you smile, smile and smile.
poem by Seema Chowdhury
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Not A Hero To All
The greatness of the greats we well may recall
But the hero to many not a hero to all
Not everyone holds big names in high esteem
Some are not easy to impress it does seem
That no two are the same does seem fair to say
And some not into hero worship in any sort of a way
In the ranks of the star struck they do not join the throng
And who is to say in thinking they are wrong
Yes not everyone looks up to the great one as great
And the ranks of the star struck never join to celebrate
The praises of heroes they never do sing
They go their own way and they do their own thing
You will never see them at a victory parade
Out of all sorts of people Humanity is made.
poem by Francis Duggan
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Smile :) :)
A smile is a sign of love
A smile is a sign of care
A smile tells how much to others
You are important and also dear
A smile is a sign of cheer
A smile is a sign of trust
A smile shows how you can
Be happy even in hard crust
A smile is a sign of joy
A smile is a sign of hope
A smile teaches you how you can
Remove the clouds of mope
For nothing but only a smile
Takes away your pain and trial
And pick your trouble's pile
And let you smile, smile and smile.
nEeLaBhA :)
poem by Neelabha Mahajan
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When A Hero Comes
When a hero comes
There'll be no more fear
When our hero comes
No longer will we shed tears
When that hero comes
They'll pave the way
To a brighter and better day
When a hero comes
When our hero arrives
Evil better beware
You better be prepared
Cause the bullets will rip through the air
When a hero comes
Now you better get ready
Cause its starting soon
And our hero will arrive at high noon
Cause when our hero comes
You better listen to what I say
Or you'll forfeit your life today
And now our hero comes
And now here he comes
To end all of our pain
And now that he's come
He'll clear away the stain
Cause our hero's come
And as the bullets fly
We will hear them cry
And finally the evil will die
Cause our hero came
poem by Vasto Grom
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He Is That Man
He is that man who sent young men to die
In battle underneath a foreign sky
And wars are never won if lives are lost
In human life how can one count the cost.
He is that man who led the big parade
And to him went the victory accolade
The men who died for him are now forgot
And he the hero never fired one shot.
He is that man with hair of silvery gray
A hero then a hero still today
He took the fame the honour and the pride
And many young men for his ego died.
He is that man who with his wife on sunday
Go to the house of God to kneel and pray
But still the taint of sin with him will stay
Of young lives lost for him so far away.
The hurt of loss with mothers will remain
Due to this man who caused such grief and pain
He sent their sons beyond the sea to die
In battle underneath a foreign sky.
He is that man with hair of silvery gray
A hero then a hero still today
The men who died for him are now forgot
And he the hero never fired one shot.
poem by Francis Duggan
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The Lover's Laws
Blood is not your hero,
It's who it was that counts,
And death alone is not the love,
Nor blade and nor a mount,
No, blood is not a hero,
It's why it's shed that counts,
A red stains not a sign of love,
If the stain was done with doubt,
If a man is willing to kill,
The death is not his love,
For only what he's fighting for,
Can make his heart a dove,
And so I fight for you my dear,
I fight a worthy cause,
I fight the dark to keep you safe,
I fight with The Lover's Laws.
poem by Zexion The Poet
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Hero?
Hail great hero!
Hero brave!
We praise you hero!
I your slave
Now duly fall
On giving knee
In hero worship
Unto thee!
Now did you hero save our globe
When draped in classic hero’s robe?
And did it flow as reddened blood
As battles raged in fields of mud?
Oh hero tell me of your fame:
Were writhing serpents fair your game?
Did you pierce the dragon’s heart
Intrepid hero; play the part
When Tyrant slain in hero’s fight
On quaking ground thro’ battle’s might?
And did you hero conquer evil -
Waste the minions of the devil?
Oh valiant hero, does your armour
Gleam from ventures steeped in valour?
Your sword oh hero, sparks a glint
From charging steel to give the hint
Of what great chapters Hero's Tome
Might tell to us when heroes roam
Through lands of yore when goblins vile
Sought a chance to kill for bile.
Oh hail thy hero,
Hero tall!
Bless you hero,
As I fall
In blushing shame,
I speak to me…
This mirror aids to fantasise
That I be hero worldly wise,
But meek and mild is all I am:
Hero naught; unbridled scam.
Copyright © Mark R Slaughter 2009
Hero hero hero hero
Hero hero hero hero
Hero hero hero hero
poem by Mark R Slaughter
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Peace Song
Now everybodys looking for a little peace of mind
Were a generation running out of time
Theres a bomb, theres a man
Theres a gun in his hand yeah
Nobody smiles at strangers were scared from birth
Afraid the mans gonna take us for all that were worth
Strip us of our pride
Make a strike from inside
Come on and tell me
How long will we be victims of fear
With a man and a gun and the day after fear
Jesus smile down upon your children
Smile down upon your family
Even lovers have trouble at hand
Whats your preference where do you stand
You get all uptight about it
Wanna fight about it
Wanna fight about love
No no no
Wanting independence separate but equal
A lover here another there
One more for the sequel to the heartache
How much more can we take
Wont you tell me
How long will we be victims of fear
With a man and a gun and the day after fear
Jesus smile down upon your children
Smile down upon your family
Now Im talking about
Altruism and unification
We forgotten what that means
Cynicism in this mighty nation
And hatred is spitting us right at the seams
Oh but I still believe that good will prevail
And if we dont ever try
Its damn sure that well fail
Lose another day
The american way
So come all believers
Come all races
Start looking at the souls
Not at the faces
And were there
And were learning to care
I want to know baby
How long will we be victims of fear
With a man and a gun and the day after fear
Jesus smile down upon your children
Smile down upon your family
Jesus smile down upon your children
Smile down upon your family
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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To Those Who Profess The Right To Ignore
If providing military service is so honorable,
Why are there so many veterans homeless?
Why are the bulk of them unemployed?
Why aren't these men and women given preferences?
And why have many of our 'heros' become annoyed?
Especially after proving a patriotic loyalty...
To those who profess the right to ignore,
Our soldiers plight to fight blight on their own shores.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Mr. Hero
I found this hero today.
They looked right through me,
As though I were invisible.
They never noticed me,
What a smile I had on my face.
I am happy to see you, Mr. Hero,
But you don't see that I'm right here.
You're looking right through me.
You're not seeing that I'm here.
Mr. Hero, I am here to save you,
For you are my hero no longer.
I'm here to take care of you, Mr. Hero,
Not for you to take care of me.
Wake up, Mr. Hero.
I'm here to take your temperature.
I'm here to make sure you're all better.
Mr. Hero, I'm sorry to inform you,
But you're not my hero anymore.
poem by Shannon Nicole
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Killing With Kindness
Don't cry for me my baby
Don't say a word
Everyone knows you're a dangerous bird
Fly like a golden eagle
Sleek like the snow
Ticking your time bomb where ever you go
You're sinking a line without a trace
With elegant crimes against the state
Killing with kindness yeah
Making the most of the mess oh yeah
You're mother and childless yeah, yeah
Just kill them with kindness yeah, yeah
Bye cruel politician
Now you've been caught
Came from behind
It's a dangerous spot
Green are the seeds of envy
Watch how they grow
Everyone knows there's a fire down below
You're sinking a line without a trace
With elegant crimes against the state
Killing with kindness yeah
Making the most of the mess oh yeah
You're mother and childless yeah, yeah
Just kill them with kindness yeah, yeah
Killing with kindness
Raising the ghost from the flesh oh yeah
Don't blind them with science yeah, yeah
Just kill them with kindness yeah, yeah
Turn your back
And you might understand
Become your destiny
And you'll be a lucky man
Don't let anything stand in your way
song performed by by Tears For Fears
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Your Funny Uncle
(tennant/lowe)
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A windy day
The cars in slow formation
Not far away
A final destination
One mother's son
His father's distant gaze, regretting
Where they went wrong
He always found it too upsetting
Me and my friend
We lived our lives completely
From start to end
You and your friend, so sweetly
With strength and pride
In spite of everything, and swimming
Against the tide
To obstinately hope of winning
And at the end
Your funny uncle staring
At all your friends
With military bearing
And stopped to stand
To smile and speak of you directly
Goodbye, shake hands
Like you did everything correctly
To wipe away the tears
No more pain, no fear
No sorrow or dying
No waiting or crying
These former things have passed away
Another life begins today
song performed by by Pet Shop Boys
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When the French Band Plays
THERE'S a military band that plays, on Sunday afternoons,
In a certain nameless city's quaint old square.
It can rouse the blood to battle with its patriotic tunes,
And still render hymns as gentle as a prayer.
When it starts 'Ave Maria' there is no one in the throng
But would doff his cap, his heart to heaven raise;
And who would shrink from combat when, with brasses sounding strong,
There is flung out on the breeze 'La Marseillaise'?
When it starts to render 'Sambre et Meuse,' the march that won the day
At the battle of the Marne, one sees again
The grey-green hosts of Hundom melt before the stern array
Of our gallant sister-ally's blue-clad men.
And when it plays our Anthem, with rendition bold and clear--
While the khaki lads stand steady--then we feel
That, though tongues and ways may vary, we've found brothers over here,
Tried in war, and in allegiance true as steel.
For it's olive-drab, horizon-blue, packed closely side by side,
Till their colors set ablaze the grey old square;
And it's olive-drab, horizon-blue, whatever may betide,
That will blaze the way to victory 'up there.'
So, while standing thus together, let us pledge anew our troth
To the Cause--the world set free!--for which we fight.
As the evening twilight gilds the ranks of blue and khaki both,
And the the bugles die away into the night
poem by Anonymous Americas
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A Smile
A smile
is a frown turned upside down.
A smile
is painted on the face of a clown.
A smile
brightens a dreary day.
A smile
chases tears away.
A smile
is a gift that shows you care.
A smile
is priceless no matter where.
A smile
is the key to happiness.
A smile
a sure sign of success.
When you feel lonely in a strange place.
It helps to see a smile on another's face.
If there is any real magic around.
It is the silent magic of a smile's sound.
(02MAR86)
poem by Kurt Hearth
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Young Sons
YOUNG SONS
A mother takes down a photo
And she holds it to her breast
Just has she’d done the child it shows
The little boy she’d washed and dressed.
She remembers how his hair felt
His soft scent still fills her nose.
And one again she curses,
the path her young son chose.
With boyish smile, and happiness
he’d picked the shilling and the gun
she remembered still the fear and dread
when he told her what he’d done.
Yet she’d smiled and waved him off
as only a loving mother could
If God was good, her smiling son
would return as young son’s should.
but then fickle fate, it knows no God
it makes it’s judgments where it will
and IED’s they don’t discriminate
about who they should maim or kill.
So young son’s often come home
fulfilling all their mothers fears
not with happy smiles and laughter
But, draped in flags and mother’s tears.
poem by Bill Mitton
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Everything Is Kiling Me....
As soon as you're born they make you feel small
By giving you no time instead of it all
Till the pain is so big you feel nothing at all
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
They hurt you at home and they hit you at school
They hate you if you're clever and they despise a fool
Till you're so fucking crazy you can't follow their rules
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
When they've tortured and scared you for twenty odd years
Then they expect you to pick a career
When you can't really function you're so full of fear
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
Keep you doped with religion and sex and TV
And you think you're so clever and classless and free
But you're still fucking peasants as far as I can see
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
There's room at the top they are telling you still
But first you must learn how to smile as you kill
If you want to be like the folks on the hill
A working class hero is something to be
A working class hero is something to be
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
If you want to be a hero well just follow me
poem by Adnan Zahedi
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12th March 2011
Mediums,
Spiritual,
Match-makers!
Five golden rats;
You buried your mother today in the land of your mse,
And like the sound of your cry when i heard the news of her death.
12th March 2011,
Bow, vow, cow, mow, now, tow, how, low, row, sow, wow, yow;
And like the spears and the arrows of our lives!
But your mother had left us to a land far beyond the flesh,
So dry up the tears from your eyes!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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I want to smile
All my tears gone dry
What I want now
Is to laugh, giggle and smile
I want to smile at misery
Maybe you’re there
and make me strong in times of difficulty
I want to smile at envy
Maybe you’re there
To understand that living with you makes life empty
I want to smile at misfortune
Maybe you’re there
to teach me to be thankful with what is the real fortune
I want to smile at agony
Because your teach me
to pray, have faith and not to worry
I want to smile at hurricane
For nature shows me
That rainbow only comes with the right mix of sunlight and rain
I want to smile at darkness
cause you lead me
to go to the light and embrace the light of gladness
Smile vanish the darkness of avarice
And replace it with generosity
Smile dispels egoism and
Replace it with feeling of unity
I want to smile with fortitude
I want to smile with love
I want to smile with hope
erase the frown
Laugh…
Giggle..
and smile…
it will lead you to another great mile
poem by Champs Ulysses Cabinatan
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