Authors, Writers, Publishers, and Book Readers
Comments appreciated, sorry it's a little long, I takes a bit to get it all out.
"A LITTLE HELP MY BROTHERS"
It's four o'clock in the morning, gunny's yelling, "Rise and shine"
Someone mumbles, someone grumbles, then says,"Thank God we're alive"
L.T. enters and yells, "Get moving, war don't care about beauty sleep
The Enemy last night was busy, we have promises to keep"
So another day has broken, they don their camos and their packs
They feel the pain in their young bodies, aching legs and breaking backs
Grab some water and a weapon, hit the door with record pace
They see their buddies from the night shift and the pain upon their face
There's a soldier on a stretcher, they unloaded from the truck
Shot up in a firefight and he's running out of luck
So they bow their heads in silence, ask that God watch over Him
Then their loaded in the Hummers and it's off to fight again
Once again they're facing giants on the road along the way
I.E.D.s and snipers hiding trying to snuff their lives away
It's just another day of war, another day of give and take
One more day of fighting devils for the cause of Freedom's sake
There's a head bowed in the Hummer when the convoy's underway
Asking God to please protect them so they fight another day
Give them strength when they're confronted, stay the course until the end
Return them to their loved ones, and Everybody says "Amen"
They are all just average soldiers, GI Joe's and GI Jane's
Fighting for Enduring Freedom in a war that's so insane
They ask nothing from our Country, but to love them where they are
And when their tours are over, take them back with open arms
They may be whole, they may be broken, or fighting demons in their heads
For morbid memories often linger when a buddy winds up dead
Please just treat them like an equal when they get back to the states
To be shunned and pushed asunder shouldn't be a soldiers fate
They've been told their fight is useless, that they have no business there
Or that they can't make a difference, but their memories are clear
They've seen firsthand the Evil, and those devils straight from Hell
And they remember all their Brothers in those Towers when they fell
Their loved ones in the Pentagon and the ones that downed that Plane
They are there to send a message that those lives weren't lost in vain
If they stop them in their homeland, put an end to Evil's reign
If Satin"s spawn is six feet under, they won't come at us again
So across that deep blue ocean they all have our Country's back
But it doesn't mean our Country hasn't come under attack
You see Satin's masquerading. He is dressed as men of peace
And Evil has been hatching in Washington D.C.
Lincoln; an educated man, had the grand foresight to tell
"We will falter and lose our freedoms because we destroyed ourselves"
"Our Armed Forces are the greatest, No country shall do us in"
Yet the threat we should be bracing for is coming from within"
There is Evil here among us, brothers let there be no doubt
In November we must rise up and vote the villains out
They're targeting our Freedoms, trying to take away our Rights
Doing it all behind our backs and we're not putting up a fight
So lets have our Soldiers backs my friend, as they fight that distant war
Make them proud to be Americans, show them what they're fighting for
Help them keep our Liberties intact, Our Constitution whole and pure
Help them fight to keep our birthright,and for Freedom to endure
So that when their tour is over and they come home to the States
Each of us will still be Free Men and we all can celebrate.......
Tags:
© 2024 Created by Authors.com. Powered by