|
Warriors in the Sand |
 |
|
From far away lands
Do you know the price of Freedom?
Once our brothers and sisters are buried in the ground
From the West to the East
Can there ever really be peace?
Can you hear their sounds in the wind?
Can you hear their restless spirits
As they disappear in
Mother Earth's hollow ground?
No time to cry for the the dead
As rockets keep coming in
Only enough time to take a stand
It's another day in this hot desert land
As we are ready to fight this Iraqi madman
Seconds and inches seems to go by
No time to ask why
Calling on all Guardian Angel's today
To watch over us
At night when the camp is silent and still
The sound of the desert wind has stop blowing
Night's darkness receives a new fear
Never knowing if we will make it another night
The silence of Warriors from both sides
We take a moment to say a prayer;
I asked God
To watch over my brother
Standing next to me
The sun is rising
Casting a line in the sand
Warriors who came to fight in this desert land
Ready to die for what we were told
One side fights for Red, White and Blue
The other side fight's for a madman
A killer of women and children
And my trigger is squeezed...
God forgive me for killing
This Iraqi man |
By
Ruby Alexandra Beloz
Copyright 2004
Listed June 29, 2009
Ruby's
site |
|
It is illegal to use this poem without the author's permission.
~~ Send your comments and/or use permission request to
Ruby. ~~ |
Poem Use Permission Request
USA Patriotism! cannot
provide use permission for a poem or an author's email address
if not listed below the poem. Only the author or a legal
representative can grant permission. Try a search engine to find the
author's contact information for a use permission request or if
it is available for public use.
Note: Poems authored in the
1700s and 1800s can be used with reference to the author. |
Comment on this poem |
|
| | |
|
|
Troops and Veterans Poems | Poem Categories |
