The most terrible job in warfare is to be a second lieutenant leading a platoon when you are on the battlefield.
quote by Dwight D. Eisenhower
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The LT
LT (pronounced El Tee) was the name used by grunts in Vietnam for a second lieutenant and platoon leader. Sometimes it was used as a mark of approbation, a term of respect for a soldier and leader of men in combat. Too often, however, the term expressed disrespect and loathing for a cowardly soldier, an officer who was incompetent in the field and was afraid to fight. The LT in my story entitled 'Draftee' is one of the latter.
Twenty years old and a recent graduate of OCS, the LT has been assigned to a platoon whose sergeant is twenty years his senior.
poem by Michael Pruchnicki
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We had times in '66 and '67 when we would pick up a platoon of privates out of the receiving barracks the week before we even graduated the platoon that we were on!
quote by R. Lee Ermey
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Battlefield Of Love
I am a soldier
A casualty of love
I've been from heaven
All the way to hell
I've had a journey
Much more than I can tell
I've got stories
Much more than I can sell
All this mass confusion
Causes chaos in my brain
I'm on the battlefield
The battlefield of love
With all of the illusions
I won't ever be the same
I'm on the battlefield
The battlefield of love
I'm a prisoner
A prisoner of love
I have been captured
And kept underground
I have been tortured
But I don't make a sound
'Cause I know one day
One day I will be found
All this mass confusion
Causes chaos in my brain
I'm on the battlefield
The battlefield of love
With all of the illusions
I won't ever be the same
I'm on the battlefield
The battlefield of love
song performed by by Lenny Kravitz from Lenny
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We must also recognize the new realities of modern warfare and the modern landscape of a battlefield.
quote by Susan Davis
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Beauty is mysterious as well as terrible. God and devil are fighting there, and the battlefield is the heart of man.
quote by Fyodor Dostoevsky
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When leading evangelicals say terrible things about Islam, evil things about Islam, terrible things about Muhammad, they ought to be ashamed of themselves.
quote by Tony Campolo
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All sensible Army people turned gas warfare down as being utterly insane since, in view of your superiority in the air, it would not be long before it would bring the most terrible catastrophe upon German cities, which were completely unprotected.
quote by Albert Speer
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O Glorious Archangel St. Michael, Prince of the heavenly host, be our defense in the terrible warfare which we carry on against principalities and Powers, against the rulers of this world of darkness, spirits of evil.
quote by Pope Leo XIII
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If there is anything worse than international warfare, is civil warfare, and the United States was destined to experience it in the extreme of bitterness.
quote by Paul Harris
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Pretty Peggy-o
(first releasetraditional, arranged by bob dylan)
Ive been around this whole country
But I never yet found fennario.
Well, as we marched down
As we marched down
Well, as we marched down to fennario
Well, our captain fell in love
With a lady like a dove
Her name that she had was pretty peggy-o
Well, what will your mother say
What will your mother say
What will your mother say, pretty peggy-o
What will your mother say
To know youre going away
Youre never, never, never coming back-io ?
Come a-running down your stairs
Come a-running down your stairs
Come a-running down your stairs, pretty peggy-o
Come a-running down your stairs
Comb back your hair
Youre the prettiest darned girl I ever seen-io.
The lieutenant he has gone
The lieutenant he has gone
The lieutenant he has gone, pretty peggy-o
The lieutenant he has gone
Long gone
Hes a-riding down in texas with the rodeo.
Well, our captain he is dead
Our captain he is dead
Our captain he is dead, pretty peggy-o
Well, our captain he is dead
Died for a maid
Hes buried somewheres in louisiana-o.
song performed by by Bob Dylan
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Developments in information technology and globalised media mean that the most powerful military in the history of the world can lose a war, not on the battlefield of dust and blood, but on the battlefield of world opinion.
quote by Timothy Garton Ash
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Slow Burn
Here shall we live in this terrible town
Where the price for our minds
Shall squeeze them tight like a fist
And the walls shall have eyes
And the doors shall have ears
But well dance in their dark
And theyll play with our lives
Like a slow burn
Leading us on and on and on
Like a slow burn
Turning us round and round and round hark who are we
So small in times such as these
Slow burn
Slow burn
Oh, these are the days
These are the strangest of all
These are the nights
These are the darkest to fall
But who knows?
Echoes in tenement halls
Who knows?
Though the years spare them all
Like a slow burn
Leading us on and on and on
Like a slow burn
Twirling us round and round
And upside down
Theres fear overhead
Theres fear overground
Slow burn
Slow burn
Like a slow burn
Leading us on and on and on
Like a slow burn
Turning us round and round and round and here are we
At the center of it all
Slow burn
Slow burn
Slow burn
song performed by by David Bowie
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Terrible Way To Treat Your Baby
I know that she loves you now
But your heart doesnt keep any vows
And thats a terrible way to treat your baby
A terrible way to hurt that girl
Its a terrible way you treat your baby
When you know that I love her
More than anything in this world
Her heart isnt for a game
So tell her , you dont feel the same
For thats a terrible way to treat your baby
A terrible way , you hurt that girl
Its a terrible way you treat your baby
When you know that I love her
More than anything in this world
Oh, so sad ,leaving her behind
And if you give me the chance to take her hand
And try to change her mind
For its a terrible way to treat your baby
A terrible way you hurt that girl
Its a terrible way to treat your baby
When you know that I love her
More than anything in this world
For its a terrible way to treat your baby
A terrible way you hurt that girl
Its a terrible way to treat your baby
When you know that I love her
More than anything in this world
song performed by by Bee Gees
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I am not a soldier
'Hey! I take my hands up
And please don't shoot me
This is my grand son's toy gun.'
'Then why did you come to the battlefield? ' Soldier inquired.
'I am jogging as per my diabetes doctor's advise.'
'You should go to a playground.'
'Certainly this is a playground not a battlefield brother,
Both parties are friends and why hold the guns?
While enemies groan in their castles comfortably.'
poem by Nimal Dunuhinga
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If we slide into one of those rare moments of military honesty, we realize that the technical demands of modern warfare are so complex a considerable percentage of our material is bound to malfunction even before it is deployed against a foe. We no longer waste manpower by carrying the flag into battle. Instead we need battalions of electronic engineers to keep the terrible machinery grinding.
Ernest K. Gann in The Black Watch
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I always have awkward relationships with the ladies for whatever reason. I don't know and so here we are. I was able to sort of take all of those terrible, terrible, terrible dates and turn them into a money making venture.
quote by Jason Segel
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Decebalus speaking to his people [Decebal către popor]
Life is just a useless thing
If you don't live it like a king!
And now has come a wicked race
A yoke upon your neck to place;
It's bad enough that we were born
Why need some more disgrace?
If we were stargods from the sky
One day we all are gonna die!
A man may die when young and sane
Or when he's old and feeling pain
But it's a different thing to die
A wretched dog in chain.
All those who fight, but sigh and whine
Even they were in the front line,
They are for us like any guy
Who runs away because he's shy!
The whining, now and anytime,
Is but a futile cry!
To hold their peace all cowards can
And all the dead, but real man
Must laugh aloud and say farewell
So let us laugh and let us yell
To make a wild and frightful noise
From sky to hell.
If all the streams were filled with blood
You'd smash the rascals in the mud.
When facing death you do not cry -
You must have fallen from the sky,
Because you laugh at all your foes
Who are afraid to die.
They're Romans and they have this aim
But if our god, Zamolxis, came
Leading his people from on high
Even all those we would defy
And would not give them any land
Because they have their sky.
Pick up your blades and blow the horn
It's bad enough that we were born
But who's afraid and has no might
Is free to go, to give up fight
And leave us on this battlefield
To do what it is right.
I've said enough, but one last word:
You've sworn on your terrible sword
So there's no need for such a fuss
To beg the gods and to discuss
Because the gods are in the sky,
But foes are here with us.
poem by George Coşbuc, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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Evening With Maria.
Silence in total warfare,
Crying profusely in depth waters,
Asking where death in silence of nature was,
Refusing of compromise,
Hands of unlimited doings,
Evening with maria was.
Silence in total warfare,
Fighting over powers,
Fighting over nature,
Lost in battle field,
Crying profusely in depth waters,
Hands of in jealousy,
Evening with maria was.
Silence in total warfare whoosh,
Tried play,
Tried reasoning,
Lost in battle field,
Lost whole-fully in circled,
Hands up in conspiracy for laurel,
Evening with maria was.
Silence in total warfare,
Many told of untold sexual night,
many secret of twos,
Hands eventuality in destiny call,
Evening with maria.
Silence in total warfare,
Speaks and heard not,
Tried but queues on the ladder pole,
Loved but not in total surrender,
Hands in Death for a laurel,
Evening with maria was.
Silence in total warfare,
Must say Beautiful,
must say Beautiful!
Hands in destiny call,
Tried but lost whole-fully,
An Endless evening with Maria....
poem by Bunmi Orogun Samuel
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Battlefield
(paul carrack/nick lowe)
I live on a battlefield
Surrounding by the ruins of a love we built
And them destroyed between us
The smoke has cleared
As I stumble through the rubble
Im dazed, seeing double
And Im truly mystified
My new home is a shell-hole filled
With tears and muddy water
And bits of broken heart
All around, there is desolation
Scenes of devestation
Of a love been torn apart
I live on a battlefield
Though one where not one
Single drop of blood has spilled
Is no less horryfying
Sweet memories
Of a bygone situation
Lie shattered, torn and battered
And scattered all around
My new home is a shell-hole filled
With tears and muddy water
And bits of broken heart
All around, there is desolation
Scenes of devestation
Of a love been torn apart
Everything that can, has gone wrong
Its gonna take spine to carry on
Like a drownin woman coming up for air
Im looking for another survivor
I cant see one anywhere
My new home is a shell-hole filled
With tears and muddy water
And bits of broken heart
All around, there is desolation
Scenes of devestation
Of a love been torn apart
I live on a battlefield, hey
I live on a battlefield, hey
Cant go on, baby
Tears and muddy water
Scattered all around me, babe
I live on a battlefield
I live on a battlefield
song performed by by Diana Ross
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Across The Battlefield
Hear the cannons roar
across the battlefield
with its pits of pain
where the dead and dying lay.
In the no man’s land
that separates friend from foe.
Hear the mournful sounds
of weeping flesh
entangled within the baptism of death.
Across the battlefield
where there are fleeting ghosts
of those who fell on another day.
One day the guns may fall silent
and flowers will once again dance
with an evening breeze.
Instead of the blood of innocence
milking the no man’s ground.
Birds may again sing one day
replacing the agony of young men
dying before their time.
In twenty, fifty or a hundred years
they will be remembered
for the sacrifice they gave,
condemning themselves to an early grave.
Maybe when that day comes
no more cannons will again roar
across the battlefield
with its pits of pain.
19 May 2009
poem by David Harris
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