05-28-2006, 12:19 PM | #1 (permalink) |
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Love Of Country
I am dead for love of country
A keeper of the flame Reach out to all the others That fell in freedom's name Said Hello to Patrick Tillman Shook hands with Dr. King Broke bread with all my brothers Who paid for freedom's ring Lives throughout the ages The sum of human kind Fill tomes of many pages But seldom you will find Men who fought for freedom On someone else's shore End a tyrant's season Without a taste for war In oath we lose our brothers And many more will die For our love of country Is freedom's battle cry mr_alleycat Last edited by mr_alleycat; 05-28-2006 at 12:25 PM.. |
05-28-2006, 01:30 PM | #3 (permalink) |
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Thank you for sharing .... this is something we shouldn't only think about one day of the year.
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Calling from deep in the heart, from where the eyes can't see and the ears can't hear, from where the mountain trails end and only love can go... ~~~ Three Rivers Hare Krishna |
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