Where the Towers Stood
A burned-out crater lay in ruins for years,
While Americans, heartbroken, dried their tears,
A gaping maw where once twin towers stood,
A hole created by evil attacking good.
When terrorists bombed skyscrapers made of steel,
Americans struggled through a cruel ordeal.
Yet through this tragedy we found some good;
We found community and brotherhood.
Whenever a terrorist attack on us begins,
The American spirit rises, and always wins.
Our battle with these terrorists is not done;
Remember, nine-eleven, two thousand one.
Those were my green and salad days
My friends, my toys were all my wealth.
Marbles and pebbles, my gems and pearls.
No fear of loss or bother about gains.
Trump cards valued no less than money.
School , home and uncle’s was my world.
What comes from where and goes where
None of them, I cared about, alike prince.
To run the empire of my utopia, my dad
Fought so many battles against all odds.
Unaware of all, with joy pass my days.
Till one day to pay my fees, I remember
If anything seeped into my mind ever
Like an engraved word on copper plate.
He has to sell his wedding watch
On the pulse, for the first moment in life.
My eyes were wet for someone else
Other than me, painted with the colours
Of emotion, as most memorable picture.
One hundred years on and still the shout
“Everyone put your lights out”
Just for an hour from 10 to 11
And remember all those souls in heaven
One hundred years and still the cry
The perennial unanswered question “why?”
Is there a need in this hour of deed
For any to ignore or not to heed?
One hundred years, millions dead
In battles, wars and streets of dread
Trenches then, now car bombs blast
Tearing at families left aghast
One hundred years – again LIGHTS OUT
Not one city but the country throughout
Is this too much to ask ourselves
For those who died through bayonet and shells?
Lights out and let us honour our dead
Light a single candle in room or shed
Remember those terse words upon us yet
“Lest we Forget – lest we forget!”
Honor Our Military
Let’s honor our military,
The men and women who serve,
Whose dedication to our country
Does not falter, halt or swerve.
Let’s respect them for their courage;
They’re ready to do what’s right
To keep America safe,
So we can sleep better at night.
Let’s support and defend our soldiers,
Whose hardships are brutal and cruel,
Whose discipline we can’t imagine,
Who follow each order and rule.
Here’s to those who choose to be warriors
And their helpers good and true;
They’re fighting for American values;
They’re fighting for me and you.
Short Memorial day proms 2019
Today is Memorial Day.
We’re paying tribute to those who died for the USA.
Many soldiers died so that we can be free.
It means a lot to you and it means a lot to me.
Some fought with guns, others fought with tanks.
They gave everything for us and I give my thanks.
As the sun rises orange
Casting purple ‘pon the clouds.
This is a day to remember
Our soldiers and be proud.
Many have gone before.
So that we can have life.
Look at their graves, too young
To even have a wife.
As the Dove coos, “Mournful.”
The cock crows, “Wake up, day!”
Take just a few minutes
And be thankful before play.
HAPPY MEMORIAL DAY 2019 Poems
Your heroic efforts are treasured
The amazing things you have completed
The events could never be measured
That the enemies are now defeated
Your service makes you my superman
I would like to thank you for it all
I am as proud as anyone could stand
Your picture will hang in the hall
Now go on and enjoy your victory
Never forget my head will be held high
Knowing that you had made history
It will just about touch the sky
I’d like the memory of army to be a happy one.
I’d like to leave an afterglow of smiles when life is done.
I’d like to leave an echo whispering softly down the ways,
Of happy times and laughing times and bright and sunny days.
I’d like the tears of those who grieve, to dry before the sun
Of happy memories that I leave when life is done.
The World of War
the Yankees and Rebels did fight
sometimes for hours through day and night
the Civil War is in the past
but the hatred will always last
ignorance in all the wars
nothing will even the scores
lives are always lost
loved ones pay the cost
peace may never come
when leaders are dumb
Eyes of Blue
A people persecuted beyond imagination;
To help them he felt, was his obligation.
He joined the army in World War II;
Not knowing his hell would be Eyes of Blue.
When he reached Normandy, the beaches were red.
Crawling over his brothers who lay already dead.
To give this tyrant, this devil his due;
Not knowing his own demons, would be Eyes of Blue.
He rounded a building securing a town;
A young German soldier was just coming round.
He plunged his bayonet, the quicker of the two;
Killing the young soldier, with Eyes of Blue.
He knelt down beside him with tears in his eyes;
How long this moment would last, he did not realize.
He closed the eyes as he thought he should do;
Thinking never again to see those Eyes of Blue.
The victor over many in Germany and Japan;
It was always difficult taking life from a man.
None would haunt him, this he now knew;
As long as the soldier, with Eyes of Blue.
He died an old man, to heaven he went;
For this honorable soldier, mercy was sent.
First time since the war, so sad but true;
A peaceful sleep, not seeing Eyes of Blue.
To sound freedom’s call
To show my strength
To give it my all
For freedom I have come to fight
For freedom I have come to die
To risk my life
Through pain and strife
So others may live
So others may sound freedom’s call
So others may give their all
I will not back down
I will stand tall
I will fight the fight
For freedom’s call