The ROTC Cadet's PrayerLord, keep my military knowledge true,
and let me not forget my ranks.
Lord, make my voice proud and strong,
so that I may yell clearly.
Lord, make my faces sharp,
and allow me to keep in step.
Lord, bless my marching,
as if it were You I was marching for.
Lord, bless my uniform,
and keep it clean through the day.
Lord, bless my shoes and belt buckle,
make them shine like the gates of heaven.
And Lord, watch my garrison cap,
and please don't let it fall in my face while marching!
REBEL BATTALION IS THE BEST BATTALION HUH!
Mahal Kita In my placeMahal Kita4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Everything slowly rises
And stars dying-
How they spread their beating souls
Into my hand.
Quick as silver,
Rich as gold,
Scarlett and scattered,
Is a single falling planet,
Into your fingertips.
And my skin,
A molten sheet of secluded spaces,
Photographed with stunning brilliance,
It melts for you,
And for you I would shine.
Oh so hard to think,
And to speak, to translate
What the meaning of this is,
Blooming and growing;
A lotus somewhere inside myself.
I want to tangle, to dance,
To swim into the sea of golden puddles,
To find my way through the sunflowers,
And into your heart.
And rolling feline skies,
Cannot be held anywhere,
But deep within ones self,
To you, I would speak of something
A Free bird perhaps,
Hanging from a wired cage,
Strung to the pooling opals of the moon,
Like a finely inked New Years scarf,
Wrapped snug around my neck.
As it f
Army WifeShe wakes to her baby cryingArmy Wife5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
She gets up
Puts on her robe,
And hurries to her
She rocks the tender baby to sleep,
Thinking of her only,
Whos lost in midst of gun-powder
And bloodshed far away.
She sleeps alone on the right side,
Looking to her side empty and cold,
She turns away from his spot,
Closes her eyes for sleep,
But only feels loneliness.
She opens her eyes and sees her love
She sighs, its only another illusion
Another dark night gone by
Day passes, no letters for a week
She begins to worry
Her baby rolls around the floor
Shed get down,
But shes already on the ground
She holds her precious tight
And look out to the sky
How long, she wonders
Her feet are cold
Her eyes a watery
Her arms are tired
Her heart is fainting
She turns again, thinking to face
Theres his handsome face
She closes her eyes and cries
Suddenly his hand is on her cheek
He smiles, a rugged smile
Shes shocked and cries again
His side is no lo
DedicationAgain Lord?Dedication7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
It happened again.
In this world that's so beautiful
A rage bursts, and lives are gone.
Is this the world where we belong?
Lives so precious so dear,
Are no longer with us
Are no longer here.
What can be done?
What can be said?
To those left behind
Is it just sympathy we spread?
Or do we learn from what happened today
And pray that evil will go far away
Where do we go to, when our world falls apart
Turning to You Lord, that is the start.
For those who are mourning I want to say
Please remember; to God I will pray
For comfort, that comes so freely from Him,
And His perfect peace, only He can bring.
Pumping rapSlowly pumping beats in my mindPumping rap7 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
Making lyrics dat flow wit da time
Visual effects of a DJ mixing my rhymes
As I get in tuned wit da chimes,
It feels as though my music won't reach da street,
Coz rap is considered for da elitte
But i'll be trying to capture you,
Without trying to cheat,
By not using a Kwaito or House beat
My consciousness might not grab da crowd,
But unconscious fools speak so loud,
That I can't just sit back and make no sound
I'm pushing dis to da underground,
And Kwaito-House bound
Rap is not just a noun,
Entering your town,
From da background,
Wit high school kids getting down
It's a culture that'll increase your stature
Lyrically and hypothetically,
I'm da living proof to see
Our Soldiers, Our ArmyOur Soldiers, Our Army, Our ProtectorsOur Soldiers, Our Army6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Some of Us,
wish to live.
Some of Us,
are Thankful for Our life.
Some of Us,
would go through Hell,
to keep Their right to be on this Earth.
Some of Us,
are actually willing to fight for their very Own breath.
are willing to fight for Your very breath.
would go through Hell,
so that You can keep your right to be on this Earth.
have a passion for living,
but not for their Own live,
would and do fight for Your live,
so You can wake-up save,
as the guns explode in Their faces.
Reasons to Love Marines IIIReasons to Love Marines III8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
111) When the Navy needed someone to guard its ships, sailors and nuclear devices, they called on Marines.
112) Best personalized license plate I: ``1775.'' It's on the commandant's car.
113) Best personalized license plate II: ``SM OF MC,'' Sergeant Major of the Marine Corps Harold Overstreet's four-wheel drive Chevy Blazer truck.
114) The Chief of Naval Operations rides in a Lincoln Town Car. Commandant Gen. Carl E. Mundy Jr. rode in a sporty Chrysler LHS sedan.
115) When the nation goes to war, the press covers the Marine Corps. During the Gulf War, there were more than 90,000 Marines in the region of a total force of 650,000. But the Corps outpaced the Army, 293 to 271, in articles about the ground war in four major newspapers. As journalist and author John Fialka put it: ``If the PR rivalry between the two services . . . had been a basketball game, the score would have been Marines 149, Army 10.''
116) Best Heroes I: Smedley D. Butler. With a name like Smedley, he had to be tough,
Reasons to Love Marines IIIIReasons to Love Marines IIII8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
162) Hollywood loves Marines. (Part II: Marines who went to Hollywood).
163) Don Adams.
164) Charlton Heston.
165) Bob Keeshan (Capt. Kangaroo).
166) Lee Marvin.
167) Steve McQueen.
168) Burt Reynolds.
169) George C. Scott.
170) Gene Hackman.
171) Tax advantages I. VHA & BAQ -- your housing allowances -- are tax-free.
172) Tax advantages II. You don't pay tax at the exchange either.
173) Fleet submission IX. ``It is a family.'' -- anonymous Marine.
174) Fleet submission X. ``It teaches us to be strong people both mentally and physically.'' -- Cpl. Maria Retan, Quantico, Va.
175) Fleet submission XI. ``I love the Marine Corps for those intangible possessions that cannot be issued: Pride, honor, integrity and being able to carry on the traditions for generations of warriors past. After I have done what I can for the Corps, I can say that I was a Marine'' -- Cpl. Jeff Sornij.
176) Fleet submission XII. ``The pride of going home on leave, putting on the dress blues and everyone knowing you
ArmyThe moment has come, and she stood in front of heavens gateArmy5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Waiting for the time, to listen for her fate
God stood there with great silence
And stared at her for a while
Describe yourself, he finally said,
With not one drop of a smile.
I served my country, she spoke, with great pride in her heart,
I fought my way through, all the way from the start.
I found a way to protect people who lived in my home country.
I never gave up, and it was hard, Im sure you would agree.
With hardly ever nights of rest, and hardly ever good days
I stood head up high, and knew I had to stay.
I wished upon every star that I soon would return home. I carried sadness all around, yet still walked with none shown.
Though, I still fought with pride,
And knew this was where I should be.
Carrying great deals of pressure, I still loved the army.
And maybe I didnt fight as well, but I didnt fight with shame.
And might I say myself, not all gun carriers are the sa
forgiving you.do you take joyforgiving you.5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
in watching me cry?
do you know how it feels
to be beaten up inside?
and you run to your mom
and tell her it isn't true
all of the evil things
she said about you
it must not be easy
to live with all the guilt
but it's even worse to live
inside these walls that i have built
and i trusted you so much
up until that day
i was only just a child
you took my innocence away
and now here i am
taking all the blame
never being able
to talk to you again
i just want you to know
how much i do hate you
but for some reason i find myself
here forgiving you.
LettersYou're almost alive behind all those lies; can you dream dreams to make it all right?Letters6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
High as light but not as right (to their eyes),
there's ways to fight.
Now it's time to run alive:
you can't die till you fight and fall,
there's more to running than flying.
Catch it if you can:
water's solid if you do.
It's time to die.
A solid is never similar to itself
except in death,
unless in light without lies.
You're almost alive behind the lies,
but I'm in a killing mood tonight-
it's time to run alive.
Freedom of SpeechShe's capable now of fluent speechFreedom of Speech6 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
learning quickly of rules to breach;
ready to trespass on foreign ground
then whilst still enjoying audiable sound
must face imprisonment behind society's walls
where foetal silence fondly calls.
The marinesThe marinesThe marines7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Their patriotism is at its best,
but I think they should be given a rest.
Our country needs them so,
even if it was there choice to go.
It will be some time till I see you,
and I know that you miss me too.
I hope the war will end soon,
for you guys work past noon.
For the bombs dropping to the ground,
to the airplanes flying around,
to the tanks crushing the dirt,
I just hope you won't come back hurt....
Army Of OneArmy Of OneArmy Of One7 years ago in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I'm all by myself,
I stand alone,
But I'll keep on fighting,
Let my spirit be shown.
My comrades are down,
They've taken the fall,
But hope is not gone,
Or at least not all.
For the loss of my friends
Will not go in vain,
Because I will defeat the enemy,
And accept the pain.
I AM METHI am MethI AM METH7 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
This was written by a young girl who was in jail for drug
Charges, and was addicted to Meth. She wrote this while in
Jail. As you will soon read, she fully grasped the horrors
Of the drug, as she tells in this simple, yet profound
Poem. She was released from jail, but, true to her story,
The drug owned her. They found her dead not long after.
Please keep praying. This thing is worse than any of us
I am Meth.........
I destroy homes, I tear families apart,
I take your children, and that's just the start.
I'm more costly than diamonds, more precious than gold,
The sorrow I bring is a sight to behold.
If you need me, remember I'm easily found,
I live all around you - in schools and in town
I live with the rich; I live with the poor,
I live down the street, and maybe next door.
I'm made in a lab, but not like you think,
I can be made under the kitchen sink.
In your child's closet, and even in the woods,
If this scares you to death, well it certainly sh
Reasons to Love Marines IIReasons to Love Marines II8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
56) Marine spouses. God love 'em. They have it then worst of any of the service spouses. They endure six-month deployments and one- and two-year unaccompanied tours. The ones who survive a career are as tough as the Marines they married.
57) Marine kids. God loves them more. They know the meaning of duty, honor and country at too young an age.
58) The Air Force. Aren't you glad you're not an airman? They're pampered, yet they still find time to whine.
59) The Army. They get all the best equipment first and Marines still do it better.
60) The Navy. Give them credit. They have it almost as tough as Marines. But who wants to be a limo service?
61) The Coast Guard. Tell the truth: If you couldn't be a Marine, would you be a Coastie? In those powder blue uniforms? Not on your life!
62) CH-46. Say a Hail Mary and climb aboard. Nobody makes 'em anymore, but Marine ingenuity keeps 'em flying. And with a safety record that's nothing short of a miracle.
63) The Close Combat Manual.
Reasons to love the Marines IReasons to love the Marines I8 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
* United States Marine Corps Birthday: 10 NOVEMBER 1775 *
1) Best haircut. Hands down. You can't have a bad hair day with a high and tight. And you spend less on shampoo.
2) Dress blues. They're the coolest uniforms in any military worldwide.
3) Bloused trousers. Another distinctive Marine look that sets the proudest service members apart.
4) The rest of the Marine sea bag. From the Alphas to the camouflage utilities, uniforms just look better on a Marine than any other service member.
5) Marines don't wear dungarees.
6) Most respect I. When the Marines pulled out of Haiti and Somalia, the media reported the U.S. military was pulling out -- as if tens of thousands of Army troops weren't still in the country. Now that's respect.
7) Most respect II. When the Corps came back to Haiti after 60 years, an old man on the Cap-Haitien beach said ``Welcome back!''
8) Toughest mascot. The Marine Corps' is a bulldog. The Navy's: a goat.
9) Esprit de Corps. Even if you can't spell it or pronounce i
Lost in a KissLost in a Kiss9 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
I've never felt like this before.
I was venerable and scared, and the worst part- he knew it.
I looked into his eyes, and he into mine.
I felt a warmth spread throughout my entire body.
He put his arms around my waist and I knew I would be safe forever,
If only we could stay like this.
He slowly pulled me closer, closer, closer…
Until I could hear his slow steady breaths.
My heart was racing as I slowly fell into his embrace,
Surely he could hear it,
He should be able to feel it- my heart was pounding so hard!
Slowly and ever so gently he bent down.
Our lips met.
His lips were soft and tender,
Then his lips opened…
His tongue was warm and sweet on mine.
I felt as though the rest of the world had disappeared and it was just the two of us standing,
There on the path.
I dreaded the fact that we couldn't stay like this forever;
Lost in a kiss.
But too soon he pulled back, gently smiling-
He knew that it had been my first kiss.
I looked at him and I knew that I loved him;
This man whom only
Creation MythIn the beginning there were liars that spoke in fabrications:Creation Myth4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
fabricated stories, fabricated food, and fabricated typewriters.
Soon, the liars fabricated people and these people
were gullible, believing in fabricated fabrics, fabricated clocks
and the law.
The fabricated people were content with their fabricated coffee
and the liars were happy that someone would believe
their fluffed-up words. But the overseeing politicians
were jealous of the liars and wanted to make
something of their own.
They crammed themselves into a minivan and
discussed the possibilities, then mulled them over
for a period of days while they swam in their sweat.
After the fourth day, a shout emanated from the trunk
and all the politicians broke for some fabricated sandwiches,
then reconvened an hour later.
The sweatiest politician pitched his idea to his fellow
pit-stained comrades and they all agreed with a grunt.
So all the politicians split up to get supplies. Some
went to the local crafts store, some went to
tall man...skinny mantall man...skinny man4 years ago in Urban & Spoken Word More Like This
.Tall man tall man
Skinny as sin
Towering over me
He knows I can't win
He'll play for a while
Make me see things, not there
Taking joy from my screams
Which fill the night air
Black business suit
Darker then night
He's long, long arms wrap around me, so tight
As I breathe my last breath
As I see my last sight
My vision turns black
Almost like night
This ending will end like the ones all before
Filled with my screams, and with the gore
There's one rule to follow
Above all the rest
Keep out of the forest
Or you'll end up dead .
98 - Puzzle - NNWM CharactersThere was a loud crash from the other side of the floor. A scream rang out, followed by three different gunshots from three different guns. Another scream was heard, along with the sound of a male cursing. Furniture was falling, and the clear and crisp sound of glass shattering followed after.98 - Puzzle - NNWM Characters5 years ago in Mystery & Suspense More Like This
Wait. Stop. Were going to have to rewind to the beginning, arent we? I am Detective Victor Carter of the New York Police Department. Id tell you more, but that would counteract my short, sweet, and to the point personality that my wife says I have. The scene that you jut heard about was the murder of four different people.
I am one of them.
I can give you a few key clues about the murders; the victims were Alice Admiratio, her sister Genevieve Admiratio LEffroi, her husband Francois LEffroi, and then myself. Everything was in darkness, so I cant tell you what anyone looked like, but I can tell you what the building looked like. We were on the fifth floor of the
37 - EyesThe bracelet was only a few feet away from me. I could practically taste the money it was worth. The money that I could retire with, that would take me away from this wretched wasteland that was New York.37 - Eyes5 years ago in General Fiction More Like This
A click. I froze, a number of different scenarios running through my head as I wondered what made the noise.
A woman entered, her heels clicking as she stopped, looking right at me, and then grabbed her purse from a chair. I thanked my lucky stars that I wore dark clothing that was indiscriminate from my surroundings. I closed my eyes and went through a Sinatra song and a half before opening them and moving forward.
My feet slipped soundlessly across the carpet of the expensive room, and I hesitated before the jewelry box, not reaching forward lest I jinx myself.
Another door opened in another part of the house. I cursed silently to myself and reached for the box quickly, rushing inaudibly out of the room. Once in the hall I tucked myself into the nearest closet, my breathing becoming
13 - Misfortune13 - Misfortune13 - Misfortune5 years ago in General Non-Fiction More Like This
There is a silence as fingers briefly brush over piano keys before pressing down. She seems to perk up, and she smiles at him, clearing her throat to start.
Like a bird without wings/that longs to be flying.
Her voice fills the auditorium, a slight echo forming. He catches his breath, closing his eyes for a second.
Like a motherless child/left lonely and crying.
His fingers stumble over a key, and she turns, looking at him concernedly. He smiles reassuringly and she continues.
Like a song without words/Like a world without music/I wouldnt know what to do/Id be lost without you/Watchin over me.
Theres no question between the two who she dedicates this song to. She didnt write it, didnt do anything to it but change its key for her soprano voice.
I get so lonely when youre away/I count every moment/I wait every day/Until youre home again/And hug me so