Away with myself

A little bit of that patriotic fealing put into words.

"...So help me god."

With these words I swore my life,

"Pack your bags, your going over there!"

In hope to help end the strife.

 

Toe to line, we stand at attention.

Wanting to fight against those

who would attack our freedom.

We see now, our new foes.

 

Here I stand.

When time was well.

Here we lived.

Now time is hell.

But I strive!

Away with myself.

 

Years have passed now.

Yet here we are still fighting.

Tired of war now.

Country shocked by a lightning.

 

Watching the news,

hurts my soul.

Not making a difference.

makes me lose controll!

 

Here I stand.

When time was well.

Here we lived.

Now time is hell.

But we strive!

Away with myself.

 

Yeah, were in bad shape.

So what? Its happened before.

It may be our defining moment.

For now, lets even the score.

 

We are away with the past.

Our future a little dark.

Words like "Lets roll!"

Gives my fellow man, that special spark.

 

 "Can we even get to Wanat?"

Thinking of home, thinking of her.

"...damnit, negative sargeant."

Our country and men, our primary concern.

Author's Note

Not really sure if I was trying to make this into a song or a poem. Just thinking of the times and how this decade may be our most significant in history. Our children, grandchildren might ask of these times and I think every American will allways remember and never forget that terrible dark september day. When all hope seemed lost, our people were more united then ever before.

Reviews

[Texas]

You are truely proud of your country. You prove it by defending this country. And poems are like songs. They're called lyrical poems.

[RougeAngel]

wonderfully done sweetheart. it has a nice flow to it. a nice example of the mix of emotions you feel when you're over there.