Osama Can You See
I remember when you attacked us, in our own land
It seems like only yesterday...
When so many... thousands of my brothers and sisters laid
The wounds you left... cut us so very deep
Still on our minds...
Most likely forever... we'll keep
Yes... We had tried to be good neighbors
Foods, medicines, dams floods controlled.
But for our own tears?
They've just endlessly flowed...
And
For our torn hearts.... bleeding,
For our souls.... pains beyond pains.... and sad...
Yet, from with in comes something,
That you never knew we had!
Love for our country
United... heart to heart
And when needed... hand to hand
Hurt us... yes...Yes!
Yet together we still stand
Well... Old Rett Buttler said....He said it best for us... Frankly Osama...
We now don't give a Damn
You've opened such a Big Can of Worms
Our Only Warning For The Taliban's
So we're still burying our dead... and crying... and...(oh,)
Some more flowers, and tears on their graves...
This is why we came to teach you about
The Homes of The Brave
And so
By the Dawns Early Light...
The Rockets Red Glare...
The Bombs Bursting in Air...
Osama Can You See?
Our Flag is Still out There...
And con-quer we must...
For our cause... it is just....
And this be our mot-to.........
In God is always our trust....
And that star-span-gled banner......
In tri-umph still waves.......
Over the Lands of the Free..........
And the Homes of the Brave..........
poem by Clyde Bryson
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A new 9/ 11 Poem..Osama Can You see?
It's hard To believe
That eight years have come and gone
It seems like only yesterday...
When thousands of US..laid
The wounds they left..
Cut us so very deep..
Now on our minds..
Most likely forever, we'll keep
Didn't we try to be good neighbors?
Food, medicines, dams for flood control...
Yet... for our own tears?
They've endlessly flowed
And
For our torn hearts... bleeding...
Souls pain beyond pain...
And sad...
Yet from with-in comes something...
That they never knew we had
Love for our own country
United... heart to heart
Hand to hand
Hurt....Yes....
Yet... together we still stand
Old Rett Buttler... he said it best for us....
Frankly...Osama....
We now dont give a damm.
You've opened such a big can of worms....
And a warning for them Talibans
And
So here we are today.
Still burying... our brave...
Crying... and... (Oh) ... more flowers
On their graves...
So
Osa..ma Can...You...See...
By the dawns..early.. light....
What so proudly we hail...
At that twillights last gleaming.....
By the bombs.. bursting..in air...
And the rockets..red..glare...
Our Flag is still out There.....
And con-quer we must...
For our cause..it is just...
And this be... our..Mot-to...
In God... Is our trust........
And that star-span-gled...bannner.....
In tri-umph....still waves......
Over the Lands.... of the free............
And the Home's....of the Brave.....
poem by Clyde Bryson
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The Star Spangled Banner
Oh say can you see
by the dawns early light,
what so proudly we hailed
at the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars,
through the perilous fight,
o'er the ram-parts we watched were so galantly streaming?
And the rockets red glare,
the bombs bursting in air,
gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
Still does that Star Spangled Banner yet wave
on the land of the free
and the home of the brave
the brave
the brave
song performed by by Cher
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Defence of Fort McHenry (Stars and Stripes Forever)
O! say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there -
O! say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines on the stream -
'Tis the star-spangled banner, O! long may it wave
O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave.
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havock of war and the battle's confusion
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has wash'd out their foul foot-steps' pollution,
No refuge could save the hireling and slave,
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave;
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave.
O! thus be it ever when freemen shall stand
Between their lov'd home, and the war's desolation,
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land
Praise the power that hath made and preserv'd us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto - 'In God is our trust! '
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave.
poem by Francis Scott Key
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The Star-Spangled Banner
O! say can you see, by the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hail'd at the twilight's last gleaming,
Whose broad stripes and bright stars through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watch'd, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there -
O! say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave?
On the shore, dimly seen through the mists of the deep,
Where the foe's haughty host in dread silence reposes,
What is that which the breeze o'er the towering steep,
As it fitfully blows, half conceals, half discloses?
Now it catches the gleam of the morning's first beam,
In full glory reflected now shines on the stream -
'Tis the star-spangled banner, O! long may it wave
O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave.
And where is that band who so vauntingly swore
That the havock of war and the battle's confusion
A home and a country should leave us no more?
Their blood has wash'd out their foul foot-steps' pollution,
No refuge could save the hireling and slave,
From the terror of flight or the gloom of the grave;
And the star-spangled banner in triumph doth wave
O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave.
O! thus be it ever when freemen shall stand
Between their lov'd home, and the war's desolation,
Blest with vict'ry and peace, may the heav'n-rescued land
Praise the power that hath made and preserv'd us a nation!
Then conquer we must, when our cause it is just,
And this be our motto - 'In God is our trust!'
And the star-spangled banner in triumph shall wave
O'er the land of the free, and the home of the brave.
poem by Francis Scott Key
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The Star Spangled Banner
Oh, say, can you see,
By the dawn's early light,
What so proudly we hailed
At the twilight's last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars,
Through the perilous fight,
O'er the ramparts we watched,
were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets' red glare,
the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night
That our flag was still there.
O say, does that star-spangled banner yet wave
O'er the land of the free and the home of the brave
song performed by by Jewel
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Star Spangled Banner
ooh say can you see
by the dawn's early light
what so proudly we hailed
at the twilight's last gleaming
whose brought stripes and bright stars
through the perilous fight
but the ramparts we watched
were so galantly streaming
and the rockets red glare
the bombs bursting in air
gave proof through the night
that our flag was still there
ooh say does that star spangled banner yet wave
o'er the land of the free
and the home of the
brave
song performed by by Jimi Hendrix
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Star Spangled Banner
Oh say can you see
By the dawns early light
What so proudly we hail
And the twilights last gleaming
Whose broad stripes and bright stars
Through the perilous fight
For the ram-parts we watched
Where so galantly streaming
My country tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing
Land where my fathers died
Land of the Pilgrim's pride
From every mountain side
Let freedom ring
And the rocket's red glare
The bombs bursting in air
Gave proof through the night
That our flag was still there
Oh say does that star spangled banner yet wave
For the land of free
And the home of the brave!
song performed by by Boyz II Men
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National Anthem
Oh Say Can You See
By The Dawn's Early Light
What So Proudly We Hailed
At The Twilight's Last Gleaming
Whose Broad Stripes And Bright Stars
Through The Perilous Fight
O'er The Ramparts We Watched
Were So Gallantly Streaming
And The Rocket's Red Glare
The Bombs Bursting In Air
Gave Proof Through The Night
That Our Flag Was Still There
Oh Say Does That Star Spangled Banner Yet Wave
O'er The Land Of The Free And The Home Of The Brave
song performed by by LeAnn Rimes from You Light Up My Life
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America
(Francis Scott Key)
Oh, say, can you see
By the dawn's early light
What so proudly we hailed
At the twilight's last gleaming
Whose broad stripes and bright stars
Through the perilous fight
O'er the ramparts we watched were so
Gallantly streaming?
America, America, America
America, America, America
And the rocket's red glare
The bombs bursting in air
Gave proof through the night
That our flag was still there
Oh, say, does that star
Spangled banner yet wave
Over the land of the free
And the home of the brave!
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America, America
America, America
ooohhh
song performed by by Lou Reed
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Strangers In The Night
We lay our souls into your hands
and our freedom remains
we ride on wings of hope
and our star will rise again
Run before you die
can't you hear the warning
no regrets tonight - now your end is comming
it's your sacrifice - to destroy your body
now you pay the price
raging fury lasts forever
Their mission is so glorious
raising hope in all of us
there we stand united hand in hand
They come from a land far beyond
A million miles behind the sun
they come from nowhere brave inside
strangers in the night
Time is running by - no more deadly spirals
Now we realize - pray for our survival
Eyes are shining glorious
marching in victorious
there they stand united hand in hand
They come from a land far beyond
a million miles still riding on
they come from nowhere to brave inside
strangers in the night
They come for freedom
song performed by by Gamma Ray
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I Will Remember
I was born in the land of the sun and the tall green grass
And I dont understand how all this has come to pass
How weve come to surround ourselves in a sea of thieves
In a land without learning only the fools believe.
I went driving last night on a dark canyon road
Had the sky to myself but I wasnt alone
Had the pain of my lifetime for my company
How did it end up like this for you and me?
When love breaks the promise the heart has to keep
It leaves only truth here to find
When the spirit is crushed and the hurt is so deep
Between you and i.
Even when love has come and gone and our hearts have moved along
I will remember.
There was a time we had the trust
And that always was enough
I will remember. I will remember you.
As I open my eyes to one more day
The wind burns my face as it whispers your name
As its pulling me forward it tears me free
And the only thing left is the tears for and me.
cause when love breaks the promise the heart has to keep
It leaves only truth here to find
When the spirit is crushed and hurt is so deep
Between you and i.
Even when love has come and gone and our hearts have moved along
I will remember.
There was a time we had the trust
And that always was enough
I will remember. I will remember you.
song performed by by Toto
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In Joy & Sorrow
Oh girl we are the same
We are young and lost and so afraid
There? s no cure for the pain
No shelter from the rain
All our prayers seem to fail
In joy and sorrow my homes in your arms
In world so hollow
It is breaking my heart
In joy and sorrow my homes in your amrs
In world so hollow
It is breaking my heart
Oh girl we are the same
We are strong and blessed and so brave
With souls to be saved
And faith regained
All our tears wipe away
In joy and sorrow my homes in your arms
In world so hollow
It is breaking my heart
In joy and sorrow my homes in your arms
In world so hollow
It is breaking my heart
In joy and sorrow my homes in your arms
In world so hollow
It is breaking my heart
In joy and sorrow my homes in your arms
In world so hollow
It is breaking my heart
And my homes in your arms
And it is breaking my heart
My homes in your arms
And it is breaking my heart
song performed by by H.i.m. (his Infernal Majesty)
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Leave without warning
Leave without warning
The rain subsided this evening
but my tears endlessly flowing
my heart is aching and bleeding
for you leave without even warning
what have I done to deserve such treatment
I have never made a move without your involvement
but still you left without even confiding
and it makes my heart hurt and even failing
I remember the night when we talked in our bed
the words you have said keeps recalling on my head
never have I thought that today you will leave
here from the place where we both have been made
The rain subsided this evening
but my tears keeps on falling
I wish you were here to stop me from crying
but you already leave without even warning
By: D.C.D. dated 10.01.2010
poem by Desiree C. D.
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My Native Land!
WHERE is the minstrel's native land?
Where the flames of light and feeling glow;
Where the flowers are wreathed for beauty's brow;
Where the bounding heart swells strong and high,
With holy hopes which may not die--
There is my native land!
What is that bright land's music name?
Ere it bent its neck to a foreign yoke,
It was called the land of the broad strong oak--
The land of the free--the German land--
But her sons lie slain by the stranger's hand,
And she weeps sad tears of shame.
Why does the minstrel's country weep?
That the hurricane's rage hath bowed the pride
Of those who should stem the rising tide;
That her princes quail--and that none will hear
Her holy words of might and fear--
Therefore my land must weep!
To whom does the minstrel's country call?
It calls to the silent heavenly powers,
With despair, as the thunder darkly lowers,
For its freedom--for those who should break its chain--
For the hand that never strikes in vain--
To these doth my country call!
For what does the minstrel's country sigh?
That the bloodhound may hunt beyond the bound
Of the soil which brave hearts make holy ground;
That the serf may cease; and our sons be free,
Or those who have borne them, cease to be--
For this does my country sigh!
And still doth the minstrel's country hope?
Her hope is firm, for her cause is good--
That her brave will rise, and her true in blood;
And that God the avenger, our fathers' God,
Will mark the tears that bedew her sod--
Such is my country's hope!
poem by Caroline Elizabeth Sarah Norton
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National Anniversay Ode
Ho! for the day in the whole year the brightest!
Long may it live in the heart of the nation!
Long may it be ere the names are forgotten
That boldly were signed to the grand declaration!
Shout, sons of liberty! shout for the one land free
Under the sun!
On this thrice blessèd day its bonds were struck away,
Its thongs undone!
Ho! for our banner, the emblem of freedom!
What can arouse a true hero's devotion-
What like the Stars and Stripes, floating above us?
Queen of all lands, and the peer of the ocean.
Oh! it is fair to see, oh! it is dear to me,
Flag of the brave!
Time's wheel shall cease to move, true hearts shall cease to love,
Ere it cease to wave.
But there's a blemish now staining our banner!
The bright stars are dimmed, and the fair stripes are spotted,
With the tears of the drunkard's wife, mother, and children,
With hot tears of shame is our flag blurred and blotted.
Victims of tyranny, strike till our land is free
From King Alcohol;
Strike down his whelps of sin, rum, brandy, beer, and gin
Strangle them all.
Up to the contest, and wipe out this blemish!
Columbia's son, and Columbia's daughter,
God speed the day when the one 'Land of Freedom'
Shall add to its title the 'Land of Cold Water'!
Three cheers for Columbia, and this, her natal day!
God bless the right,
And guard from a traitor's hand, this our beloved land,
And the Red, Blue, and White!
July 4th, 1871.
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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Brave Boys Are They!
Heavily falls the rain;
Wild are the breezes tonight;
But 'neath the roof, the hours as they fly,
Are happy and calm and bright.
Gathering round our fireside,
Tho' it be summer time,
We sit and talk of brothers abroad
Forgetting the midnight chime
Brave boys are they!
Gone at their country's call;
And yet, and yet we cannot forget
That many brave boys must fall.
Under the homestead roof
Nestled so cozy and warm,
While soldiers sleep, with little or naught
To shelter them from the storm.
Resting on grassy couches,
Pillow'd on hillocks damp;
Of martial fare, how little we know,
Till brothers are in the camp.
Thinking no less of them,
Loving our country the more,
We sent them forth to fight for the flag
Their fathers before them bore.
Though the great tear drops started,
This was our parting trust:
God bless you, boys! we'll welcome you home
When rebels are in the dust.
May the bright wings of love
Guard them wherever they roam;
The time has come when brothers must fight,
And sisters must pray at home.
Oh! The dread field of battle!
Soon to be strewn with graves!
If brothers fall, then bury them where
Our banner in triumph waves.
poem by Henry Clay Work
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Love Lays Its Tune
Last night I made love for the first time
She gave me her soul, I surely gave her mine
We lay there just crying with both joy and gloom
The joy of what we had and the pain left
Where love lays its tune
Love tears you down
Oh turns you round
My heart bears the scars of emotional wounds
Im scared so its hard to give myself to you
Hurt builds a wall round our hearts its true
The brave learn to live with the good and bad
Where love lays its tune
Love tears you down
Oh turns you round
Oh I swear Id do anything for you little girl
Nothing stupid or wrong but something
Thatll make me true little girl
Love tears you down
Oh turns you round
song performed by by Simply Red
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Towns and cities throughout the United States have opened their hearts and homes to thousands of families displaced from their homes as a result of this horrific storm.
The Little Homes
We have heard the cheering, brothers,
We have heard the martial peal;
We have seen the soldiers marching
And the glint of sun and steel.
We have heard the songs, the shouting;
But, while forth the soldier roams,
Who has heard the weeping, brothers,
In the Little Homes?
We have seen the gay processions
And the careless, laughing crowds.;
We have seen the banners waving
Out against the peaceful clouds;
Yet, while colors proudly flutter
Over noble spires and domes,
Who has seen the mourning, brothers,
In the Little Homes?
From the Little Homes that nestle
Where the smiling fields sweep wide,
From the Little Homes that huddle
In the city, side by side,
They have called the eager fighters
Men who went with smiles and cheers;
Pride of wives and pride of mothers,
Choking back the tears!
Women of the little homesteads,
Women of the city slums,
They are waiting, ever waiting;
And the sound of muffled drums
In some stricken Home is echoed,
Where grey Grief is guest to-day.
And to-morrow? Nay, the others
Still must wait - and pray.
What the Little Homes shall suffer,
What the Little Homes shall pay
Must be more than sturdy fighters,
More than women's grief to-day.
In the years that follow after,
Be our battles won or lost,
In the Little Homes, my brothers,
They shall pay the cost.
They shall pay the cost of glory,
They shall pay the price of peace,
Years and many long years after
All the sounds of battle cease.
When the sword is sheathed - or broken
When the battle flag is furled,
Still the Little Homes must suffer
Over all the World.
Have you seen the old grey mothers
Smiling to the ringing cheers?
Have you seen the young wives striving
Bravely to hold back the tears?
Have you seen the young girl marching
By her soldier-lover's side?
Have you, seen our country's women
All aglow with pride?
Then, shall we think shame, my brothers,
To give thanks upon our knees
That the land we love should hold them
Wives and mothers such as these?
Women who still hide their sorrow
As their soldiers march away,
Turning brave and steadfast faces
To the light of day?
Oh, the Little Homes are Cheerful
Little Homes that know no pride
But the pride of sacrificing
Loved ones to the battle tide!
They are many, many brothers,
And their sacrifice is great.
Shrines are they and sacred places,
Where the women wait.
Aye, the Little Homes are holy
At the closing of the day,
When young wives must face their sorrow,
When grey mothers kneel to pray,
Facing, all alone, dread visions
Of the land the soldier roams,
Then God heed the sobbing, brothers,
In the Little Homes.
poem by Clarence Michael James Stanislaus Dennis
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We want land! [Noi vrem pământ!]
Without a shelter, hungry, blue,
You put a burden on my back
And spat me and enchained my neck,
I was a dog for you.
Upstart boyar, maybe you planned
To satisfy the hell's demand
To be your dogs, we are in chains,
Suffer the burdens and the pains
And pull the yoke, obey the reins,
But we want land!
A loaf of bread from yesterday
If see with us, you want it bad,
You send to war our dearest lad
And take the girls away.
You curse what's holy, you command,
What's mercy you can't understand!
And our children starve to death
We pity them and lose our breath,
But we could get a little strength
If we had land.
Even the graveyard you reclaim,
You make it field, we pull the plow,
And all the bones are scattered now,
An awful shame!
These are our bones, we can't withstand
For you don't seem to understand
You take us out when the wind raves,
You pull the dead from the deep graves,
Oh, for their sake our heart now craves
A plot of land!
We wish to have, like any guy,
A tomb where bones will stay all piled
To know that they won't be defiled
The day we die.
For our children there will stand
Shedding their tears on the gray sand,
Not knowing where our body lies,
They'll look around, they'll strain their eyes;
As Christians, each of us now cries
We want some land!
To pray, we don't have time a lot,
For our lives belong to you,
We have a soul that's good and true,
Which you forgot!
You made a vow raising your hand
Not to allow us to withstand;
To beat us when we cry and wail
And if we run, throw us in jail,
Shot us with bullets if assail
To grab some land.
Into the ground, you know it's true,
You have your wheat. We have our tears
And mothers, sisters, brothers, dears;
Away with you!
This land is holy, understand,
It's our cradle, tomb at hand;
We've guarded it with our blood
And very often, like a flood,
Our tears have flown over the mud,
So we want land!
We have no strength, we've lost our words,
But we don't want to beg again,
Yet, you keep causing us much pain
Cruel fleeting lords!
May God be gracious when we crave
Your blood, to spill it like a wave!
When we don't want to stand aside
When hunger leaves us with no pride
Christs if you were, you couldn't hide
Even in grave!
poem by George Coşbuc, translated by Octavian Cocoş
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