“...Strike one”

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#13286 Aug 26, 2012
PHIL GRAY'S MOM lol

“I Luv Carbon Dioxide”

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#13287 Aug 26, 2012
Next time you meet a veteran of Afghanistan, after you thank him, ask him if we are winning.

“ASPIRE 2 INSPIRE B4 U EXPIRE”

Level 8

Since: Jul 08

USA

#13289 Aug 26, 2012
Anthony W. Pahl
PRETENCE OF WILL: MEMORIES IN ABEYANCE ~ POW/MIA

The screams of torment inside his mind are driving me insane.
The appearance of his memory ignites my imagination’s flame.
The razor wires that form the walls of his lonely open grave
Is enough to fester open sores on the meek and on the brave.

The blinds that do not exist in truth veil his blank and staring eyes;
And a million miles of time and space hush his tormented, silent cries.

They’ve ceased the beatings; they feed him now, but the tortures never stop.
The scabs have healed, he has shoes to wear and his clothes no longer rot.
They speak to him and he comprehends the words they say aloud to him
But the voices he hears in consciousness are not those that angels bring.

And if, perchance, he thinks he hears an accent he once knew
He shuts his mind to block the sound so his hopes do not renew
And he curses angrily, the peoples of the country of his birth
For thirty years have told him that to them he has no worth.

He wants to die, to kill himself, for he knows no will to live.
As for the agony of his existence; even God he can’t forgive.
In truth, his jailers are his prisoners too, just as he is theirs
For they are bound to guard him while he lives despite despair.

And they torture him with constant news from back there in the world
He knows, for they keep telling him, that the flag is still unfurled
But in his mind’s eye, in his dreams, he sees the folded tri-corn flag.
He curses the day that he survived; better a bloody body bag!

©Copyright April 30, 2001 by Anthony W. Pahl

“ASPIRE 2 INSPIRE B4 U EXPIRE”

Level 8

Since: Jul 08

USA

#13290 Aug 26, 2012
Anthony W. Pahl
RAINBOW

The day before the day of terror we felt a kindred bond
that like-minded friends seek out, no matter where they’re from.
And we urged and raised each other to great and wondrous works
that alone, without our friendship, may have been never, ever heard.

We looked, each to the other, for solace in the thoughts
that which soulful hearts demanded be displayed by written words.
And we shared and grew together in the agony of self-doubt
while we grappled with tongues and minds, the proper words to shout.

But mute, we felt our beings shrunken with the weight of pain and grief
when the minions of God’s fallen angel stole innocent lives like thieves.
And even if a pre-warning had revealed the instant of lurid death
The terrors of those minutes still needed to be seen to be believed.

The prince…? Nay, Lord of darkness hardened the willing heart
and led his prophets here on earth to complete their evil task;
but the horror of the carnage upon the innocent who fell that day
has stirred a world of unity that will henceforth light the way.

There will be much more suffering, and some freedoms will be shelved,
and brave young children will die for us and for freedom’s right to reign.
While the agony of a world that has to look in askance at the cause
Will fire the cause of unity – and fan the flames of freedom once again.

God help us to know the worth of freedom, and the total cost
for without your hand to guide us, there is no doubt we will be lost
And grant the Wisdom of Solomon to those who lead the way
And God, like Moses, keep our arms erect – that we make the evil pay.

©Copyright October 17, 2001 by Anthony W. Pahl

“ASPIRE 2 INSPIRE B4 U EXPIRE”

Level 8

Since: Jul 08

USA

#13291 Aug 26, 2012
A US Military Tribute - Anthem of The Angels

Yimmie Krack Korn

Sweden

#13292 Aug 26, 2012
Myownman56 wrote:
<quoted text>
guess u never saw the movie? Cmon i thought u were supposed to be smart? Keep trying its not that hard
You're not talking about the film with Sean Connery and Michael Caine. Sorry, don't see the connection.
Yimmie Krack Korn

Sweden

#13293 Aug 26, 2012
REDNECK HIPPIE wrote:
PRETENCE OF WILL
"PRETENTIOUS AMERICAN"

Dedicated to Kathy Wynn
and her vasiline elbows.

Yankee Doodle went to town
A-riding on a pony,
Stuck a feather in his cap
And called it macaroni'.

Yankee Doodle keep it up,
Yankee Doodle dandy,
Mind the music and the step,
And with the girls be handy.

Fath'r and I went down to camp,
Along with Captain Gooding,
And there we saw the men and boys
As thick as hasty pudding.

And there we saw a thousand men
As rich as Squire David,
And what they wasted every day,
I wish it could be saved.

The 'lasses they eat it every day,
Would keep a house a winter;
They have so much, that I'll be bound,
They eat it when they've mind ter.

And there I see a swamping gun
Large as a log of maple,
Upon a deuced little cart,
A load for father's cattle.

And every time they shoot it off,
It takes a horn of powder,
and makes a noise like father's gun,
Only a nation louder.

I went as nigh to one myself
As 'Siah's inderpinning;
And father went as nigh again,
I thought the deuce was in him.

Cousin Simon grew so bold,
I thought he would have cocked it;
It scared me so I shrinked it off
And hung by father's pocket.

And Cap'n Davis had a gun,
He kind of clapt his hand on't
And stuck a crooked stabbing iron
Upon the little end on't

And there I see a pumpkin shell
As big as mother's bason,
And every time they touched it off
They scampered like the nation.

I see a little barrel too,
The heads were made of leather;
They knocked on it with little clubs
And called the folks together.

And there was Cap'n Washington,
And gentle folks about him;
They say he's grown so 'tarnal proud
He will not ride without em'.

He got him on his meeting clothes,
Upon a slapping stallion;
He sat the world along in rows,
In hundreds and in millions.

The flaming ribbons in his hat,
They looked so tearing fine, ah,
I wanted dreadfully to get
To give to my Jemima.

I see another snarl of men
A digging graves they told me,
So 'tarnal long, so 'tarnal deep,
They 'tended they should hold me.

It scared me so, I hooked it off,
Nor stopped, as I remember,
Nor turned about till I got home,
Locked up in mother's chamber.

Yimmie Krack Korn

Sweden

#13295 Aug 26, 2012
Myownman56 wrote:
<quoted text>
no connery no caine... Mel brooks??
High Anxiety? "I know what's necce"?
Yimmie Krack Korn

Sweden

#13297 Aug 26, 2012
White Nights?

“Incorrupta fides, nudaque veri”

Level 9

Since: May 07

Vincit qui se vincit

#13299 Aug 27, 2012
Maybe we should quit calling that F*CKTARD Annie a DUMBASS since that DUMBASS Annie is really more like a F*CKTARD instead?

“Incorrupta fides, nudaque veri”

Level 9

Since: May 07

Vincit qui se vincit

#13300 Aug 27, 2012
Myownman56 wrote:
<quoted text>
guess u never saw the movie? Cmon i thought u were supposed to be smart? Keep trying its not that hard
lol
Yimmie Krack Korn

Sweden

#13301 Aug 27, 2012
Myownman56 wrote:
<quoted text>
no
Puss Feller, Quarrel, underneath the mango tree?

“ASPIRE 2 INSPIRE B4 U EXPIRE”

Level 8

Since: Jul 08

USA

#13302 Aug 27, 2012
Anthony W. Pahl
RESPONSIBILITY!

He wallows, as a wild beast, in the living room of civilization!
And with rhetoric worthy of Hitler and Stalin,
calls out and faces down the world – they who refuse to understand.
A glint of evil in the eye of the demigod who holds the rifle;
A rifle with a muzzle that, at the same time, he aims at the naïve world,
and at the people imprisoned in his personal dominion.

Which nations are fearful of him? All are!
But sighted nations see that he demands a ransom be paid in moral blindness.
Blackness oozes from his heart and from the lands of these ancient people
whom he holds hostage against the golden contracts of the morally bankrupt.

An Eagle and a Lion shall direct sanity in this insane world.
Peace and Freedom will reign again in this ancient land,
And Babylon shall once more arise in this cradle of civilization.

But those not willing to pay the cost for freedom and righteousness,
shall accrue the cost of destruction…
… and that destruction shall be theirs and their children’s.

©Copyright March 1, 2003 by Anthony W. Pahl

“ASPIRE 2 INSPIRE B4 U EXPIRE”

Level 8

Since: Jul 08

USA

#13303 Aug 27, 2012
Anthony W. Pahl
SEA OF TEARS
The boat of life was just a boat
and held nothing ‘cept two oars;
neither sustenance nor friendship
and no link to friendly shores

For years he drifted insecure
on a salty sea of tears
with deadly calm always at hand
to succour dreadful fears.

Fierce storms raged wild and often;
his life shuddered in their wake.
But the tiny boat kept floating
defying Satan’s prescribed fate.

The lights from lonely houses
beamed from the rocky shore
inviting him to come on home
but storms would blow once more.

The beckoning shore eluded
his searching outstretched grasp;
his screams were as mere whispers
when he heard the foghorn’s blast

In the fog that wrapped its tendrils
around his mind with bands of steel,
he saw the ghostly images of those
whose wounds would never heal

He cried their names out loudly
and screamed for them to turn
but their silent course was set
and his pleas caused no concern

His silent tears fell in silver streams
as he stowed the small boat’s oars.
He looked inside his broken heart
with its broken unhinged doors;

He tore at fatigue and sorrow
with a mind shredded to the core
and realised it was for nothing;
he could not do any more.

With resignation he knew that
he must say a last goodbye
to mates who had died too soon
but whose souls were free to fly.

The dark storm clouds abated
the sea became like glass
the sounds of sea birds singing
ushered out the awful past

He knew that while he had a life
the past would live with him
but he knew if he kept fighting
the past would surely win.

He gazed up into bright blue sky
and saw old friends reflected there.
On the softly whispering breeze he heard,
“Coo-ee old mate… take care.”

He’d trolled the sea of life to find
rhyme and reason for his life.
But only when he drifted free
could he accept that state of strife.

©Copyright June 21, 2005 by Anthony W. Pahl

Author’s Note: For my Friend and Brother, Tim Bone, a fellow survivor of the Vietnam War, and ALL Veterans

“ASPIRE 2 INSPIRE B4 U EXPIRE”

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USA

#13304 Aug 27, 2012
Yimmie Krack Korn

Sweden

#13305 Aug 27, 2012
REDNECK HIPPIE wrote:
SEA OF TEARS
"SEA OF HEARTBREAK"

Dedicated to Kathy Wynn
and her cross-eyes.

The lights in the harbor,
Don't shine for me.
I'm like a lost ship,
Adrift on the sea.

Sea of heartbreak, lost love an' loneliness;
Memories of your caress, so divine.
I wish you were mine again, my dear.
I am on this sea of tears:
Sea of heartbreak.

How did I lose you?
Oh, where did I fail?
Why did you leave me,
Always to sail?

This sea of heartbreak, lost love an' loneliness;
Memories of your caress, so divine.
How I wish you were mine again, my dear.
I am on this sea of tears:
Sea of heartbreak.

Oh, what I'd give to sail back to shore;
Back to your arms once more.

Oh, come to my rescue;
Come here to me .
Take me and keep me,
Away from the sea.

Yes, this sea of heartbreak, lost love an' loneliness;
Memories of your caress, so divine.
How I wish you were mine again, my dear.
I'm on this sea of tears:
Sea of heartbreak.

It's a sea of heartbreak.

&fe ature=related
Yimmie Krack Korn

Sweden

#13306 Aug 27, 2012
REDNECK HIPPIE wrote:
Tribute to our Military
.... who still haven't found one, single WMD! Damn! You guys are blind! The United Snakes government has said - time and time again!- that Irak is bursting with those WMD's! They's just a-lying all over the countryside!

What's 'matter with you American idiots!? If it was up to me you'd all get demoted to PFC and be on KP for a year! You are a disgrace to every man woman and child who's ever put on a uniform and sworn an oath! Turn that weapon around and pull the trigger!

“ASPIRE 2 INSPIRE B4 U EXPIRE”

Level 8

Since: Jul 08

USA

#13307 Aug 27, 2012
Poor lil Annie, still harping on the same ole tired rhetoric.
No one even cares what you think or have to say old man. Go back under your rock and let the grown up mature folks talk. Your hatred of the USA and her military is duly noted and we don't care.
Phil Gray

Candler, NC

#13308 Aug 27, 2012
To Educate One Hundred wrote:
PHIL GRAY'S MOM lol
sory she past more than 14 years ago, got anything else to add, you make believe terrorist.

you mommy still wiping your nose, LOL
Phil Gray

Candler, NC

#13309 Aug 27, 2012
to educate one hundred

you and Annie still hiding in the basement somwhere in NJ, bashing th USA , sucking off us taxpayers. Actually think you are getting somewhere. LMAO

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