The Song Of The Allies
We are the Allies of God to-day,
And the width of the earth is our right of way.
Let no man question or ask us why,
As we speed to answer a wild world cry;
Let no man hinder or ask us where,
As out over water and land we fare;
For whether we hurry, or whether we wait,
We follow the finger of guiding fate.
We are the Allies. We differ in faith,
But are one in our courage at thought of death.
Many and varied the tongues we speak,
But one and the same is the goal we seek.
And the goal we seek is not power or place,
But the peace of the world, and the good of the race.
And little matters the colour of skin,
When each heart under it beats to win.
We are the Allies; we fight or fly,
We wallow in trenches like pigs in a sty,
We dive under water to foil a foe,
We wait in quarters, or rise and go.
And staying or going, or near or far,
One thought is ever our guiding star:
We are the Allies of God to-day,
We are the Allies-make way! make way!
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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The political tradition of ancient thought, filtered in Italy by Machiavelli, says one thing clearly: every prince needs allies, and the bigger the responsibility, the more allies he needs.
quote by Silvio Berlusconi
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Allies
I'm feeling good
The city is on
I'm feeling good
A rebel is born
Since the tired class isn't serious
We start laughing obvious
It feels so fine
When there is no doubt
It feels so fine
To emerge the sound
Since the hired mass is notorious
The tragedy it self is calling us
The big dog walks the street without his allies
And i don't let him go
The big dog lost the street and all his allies
And i want him to go
It's not enough
To stand in the dark
While they play off
In the crack of the door
Since corruption plays all tricks on you
You shouldn't go to far
Someone is watching you
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh you'll soon be mine
You'll soon be mine
The big dog walks the street without his allies
And i want him to go
The big dog lost the street and all his allies
And i want him to go
They cannot hide the signs
They cannot hide all signs
So come on and lets go
song performed by by Guano Apes
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Forty Years
(on the 10th anniversary of the end of world war ii)
Here in berlin - people line up to get in
To wait for the end - living in glorious sin
Theyve looked around - and now there is no looking back
To when rivers ran red - now its the sky that grows black
Shadows are cast as two giants roam over the earth
We light a match - but what is that little flame worth
Once allies danced and sang
But it was forty years ago
Here in d.c. - they talk about euro-disease
And how the french are always so damn hard to please
Otions are passed in brussels but no one agrees
And no one walks tall - but no-one gets down on their knees
Once allies laughed and drank
But it was forty years ago
Where I come from
They dont like americans much
They think theyre so loud, so tasteless, and so out of touch
Stiff upper lips are curled into permanent sneers
Self-satisfied
Awaiting the next forty years
Once allies cried and cheered
But it was forty years ago
song performed by by Joe Jackson
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Allies
In troubled times
It's hard to get straight answers
Between the lines
That border wrong or right
The homeland cries
It struggles with confusion
But this feelin' still remains
Like shelter from the rain
We live of faith
In the hands of those who guide us
And tear the page
On the fear we left behind
We set the pace
For every born survivor
Don't turn the other way
When I need to hear you say
Allies with our backs against the wall
I will answer when you call
And take on the odds
For what we believe is true
Allies in a world of too much choice
I only need your voice
To tell me you care
I'll be anywhere for you
song performed by by Heart from Passion Works
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The Chronicles Of A Day Stranded In Nature Part 2 Ground Zero
Shells exploding all around
Only one audible sound...
The sound... the booming sound of war
Not clashes of swords, praised in ancient lore
No i talk about the exchange of gunfire
One side shooting the other sometimes not knowing why
They know only what told. Whether it be from a liar
Or porpagand, they can't tell al they know is die
Either die or kill
March up this hill
Fight, shoot, reload, shoot again, kill, hear
the screams of allies and enemies together, who shed more than a tear
Allies and enemies dotted with blood
Death in their faces
When each side goes to pick up their own
Not one man can tell apart races
Enemies and foes and allies and fellows all
dead... all alike, not a man can tell
One bloodied body from another, no more fell
Is there no mercy... none, not in war
poem by David Knox
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Within NATO, our Defence Capabilities Initiative has identified the essential capabilities all Allies must have for modern operations, and Allies are working to meet those requirements.
quote by Lord Robertson
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Sneak a Peek Out the Window...First!
They would love to see their activities magnetized.
In neon lights,
If possible.
And when adverse attention,
To them is unexpectedly given...
The seek to apologize,
For deeds done they wish to hide.
Unfortunately...
A revenge they wish could be avoided,
And dismissed...
Has already been placed,
On the 'spirit-hit-list'.
And for those who believe their deeds...
Whether missed or not,
Should be forgiven, dropped and forgotten?
I wouldn't rush to the door,
When a stranger comes to knock.
I would sneak a peek,
Out the window...
First!
To ensure those 'spirits' haven't arrived,
From high places.
You never know who has allies.
And from where those allies come.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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We are a country that has many friends, many allies, when we operate in the world, we operate with friends and allies that's been true for decades and if we wind up going to war in Iraq it will be true in Iraq.
quote by Douglas Feith
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Two Rogues
Dim, grim, and silent as a ghost,
The sentry occupied his post,
To all the stirrings of the night
Alert of ear and sharp of sight.
A sudden something-sight or sound,
About, above, or underground,
He knew not what, nor where-ensued,
Thrilling the sleeping solitude.
The soldier cried: 'Halt! Who goes there?'
The answer came: 'Death-in the air.'
'Advance, Death-give the countersign,
Or perish if you cross that line!'
To change his tone Death thought it wise
Reminded him they 'd been allies
Against the Russ, the Frank, the Turk,
In many a bloody bit of work.
'In short,' said he, 'in every weather
We've soldiered, you and I, together.'
The sentry would not let him pass.
'Go back,' he growled, 'you tiresome ass
Go back and rest till the next war,
Nor kill by methods all abhor:
Miasma, famine, filth and vice,
With plagues of locusts, plagues of lice,
Foul food, foul water, and foul gases,
Rank exhalations from morasses.
If you employ such low allies
This business you will vulgarize.
Renouncing then the field of fame
To wallow in a waste of shame,
I'll prostitute my strength and lurk
About the country doing work
These hands to labor I'll devote,
Nor cut, by Heaven, another throat!'
poem by Ambrose Bierce
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Fallen Soldiers
In the long hard battle that never seems to end
I watched each of them fall
Soldiers
Commarades
Allies
D ear sweet friends
As I watched each of them fall I thought
'not another one, no it can't be true'
But what was more devastating
Was that I seemed to be the only one who missed & mourned you
Maybe you didn't fight hard enough
Maybe you just weren't that strong
Or maybe there were signs we didn't see
Maybe you were crying out for help all along
Worst though then watching my closes allies surrender
Is wondering if they were ever in it for the long haul
Or if they were really just pretenders
If even the seemingly strongest soldiers
Can be brought to their knees
Then tell me, What hope is there for me?
Far worst that watching those dear friends lose at this hard fight
Is fearing that one day
You'll join those fallen soldiers in there tombs
Because not even you can see the end of this battle in sight
poem by Tiger Lily Love
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A Long Time Ago
we were children splashing water
on the river
our dialogues are nothing but laughter
we put no blame
on anybody
the wind our allies and the sun our god
the moon our mother
the caves our secret homes
the sea our ancestors
the land our father
that was long time ago
now we have different names
and we made them our enemies
we shall miss those times
we sit here gritting our teeth
we sit here
on such loud noise
we wait for the promised destruction.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Is War The True Peace Maker?
Peace separates while war
brings people together. It
is a reversed world we live in.
Why must we live in dischord
before we are brought together?
Dischord seems to be doing more
for the world than unity should be for
the with countries at war with each
other which we discover where our
true alllies lay. There is no better
relationship in the world untill the allies
gather for the same underlying reason.
How can we say we love when people
say you don't belong here because of
your race? Peace what peace it has
shriveled up and withered away like the
dying flowers. Why must we fight to gain peace?
Why can we not be people who love no
matter what the race or crime. There should
be a law about the idea of going to war to
get peace for all war does is create a unique
bond between certain countries but dischord
amongst others. Is war the true peace maker?
The United States has got to adopt a policy of befriending and creating allies around the world.
quote by Al Sharpton
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We proved we could be safe and secure at home, and still have more allies and friends in the world.
quote by Chelsea Clinton
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Enemies make you stronger, allies make you weaker.
quote by Frank Herbert
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At this time I had complete confidence in Russian policy and believed that the Western Allies deliberately allowed Germany and Russia to fight each other to death.
quote by Klaus Fuchs
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At that time I had complete confidence in Russian policy and I believed that the Western Allies deliberately allowed Russia and Germany to fight each other to the death.
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Erratic
They can not grasp
The onslaught of thought!
Erratic.
Dramatic destruction
Shows an ignorance taught!
Peace is not going to be won or bought...
By past actions of power.
This is not the hour,
For displays of that might.
It isolates the aggressor,
And promotes a call for more to fight!
Erratic behavior creates a stagnant insight.
And the stronger one weakens...
Losing all to a mental blight!
Erratic they are
Who believe such stances are right.
Goodbye say the allies,
Without a kiss to wish goodnight!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Born From A Place Of Strength
If anyone should come to you,
And this just might happen...
Insisting there is a better life,
You can and should live...
That is far more gratifying,
Than the one you now have...
And they try to attempt,
To make you feel as miserable as possible...
You have been targeted by those,
Seeking to have allies.
And 'assume' your happiness,
Had not been born from a place of strength.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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3 A.12 Can War A Prelude To Peace Be?
To win or loose a disaster but be,
War can never ever be nice surely,
It settles nothing enrages only,
Can war a prelude to peace be?
Wining a war a mirage but be,
As wining a volcano is stupidity,
War an evil - just man’s butchery,
Peace only from understanding be.
War - a cowardly escape from reality,
From problems of peace and harmony,
Teaching us not to love our enemy,
And ever hating our allies certainly.
War - its own end never can be,
Peace - the goal that’s wanted truly,
Politics - without bloodshed war be,
War - with bloodshed politics surely.
poem by Munnan Misra
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