SONS AND DAUGHTERS OF WORLD WAR III



Our sons and daughters serve in harms way
To defend our way of life.
Some are students, some grandparents,
Many a husband or wife.

They face great odds without complaint
Gambling life and limb for little pay.
So far away from all they love
Fight our soldiers for whom we pray.

The plotters and planners of America’s doom
pledge to murder and maim all they can.
From early childhood they are taught
To kill is to become a man.

They exploit their young as weapons of choice
Teaching in heaven, virgins will await.
Destroying lives along with their own
To learn of their falsehoods too late.

The fearful cry we must submit.
And find a way to soothe them.
Where defenders worry if we stand down
The future for America is grim.

Now’s not the time to fight one another
Or kiss our enemy’s cheek.
All through history it remains the same
The strong enslave the weak.

May God continue to bless America
Refusing evil, the upper hand.
It’s up to us to stay resolute
Defending the liberty of Man.


AMERICAN SOLDIER


Our soldiers line up to be remembered
As the best of the best at their job.
They wish to be needed and depended on
To save all we love from the mob.

They risk their life and limb for liberty
Standing firm against evil unwilling to break.
To be part of something greater than themselves
They are willing to sacrifice whatever it will take.


SOMETIMES


I'm a soldier, who fights on foreign soil,
Some say, we're here, because of oil.
But, I'll do my duty and proudly serve;
Knowing death may await me around the curve.

Sometimes it's hard to defend what's right,
Sometimes we're forced to rise up and fight.
Sometimes we survive, while others must die,
Sometimes never knowing the reason why.

The rush of combat is a natural buzz,
Caused by fear, leaving nothing as it was.
Hunting one another like wild game,
Without a shortage of those to blame.

Sometimes victory comes too slow or quick
Sometimes the cost on both sides is sick.
Sometimes God is asked to intervene,
To help stop the savage from being so mean.

War is a hell we visit before death
Fueled by the whisper of the devil's breath.
There must be a reason man destroys man,
But why it is so, I can't understand.


THE JUST AND THE UNJUST


The just and the unjust shall clash as before
As both sides seek victory valor and more,
The tyrants of evil hate that which is good,
Freedom, with justice, living life, as we should.

Where the oppressed suffer the heartless rule,
Using murder, fear and torture as a tool.
With a twisted mind they cause others to die
Their souls are corrupted from living a lie.

At the end of their rain most are jailed or killed,
The remains of their victims litter the field.
After death, they're judged through history by us all,
Condemned for ignoring sweet liberty's call.

For as long as mankind has struggled on earth,
Most seek a path, to show others their worth.
While the just feel compelled to defend what's right
The unjust ravage, plunder, and kill with spite.


THE BATTLE FOR BAGHDAD



Determined though scared, I walk my beat,
On the deadly streets of Baghdad.
Searching for any who plot our harm,
Or by our death are joyous and glad.

Standing in shadows caused by the moon,
I'm reminded of my nights back home.
I wonder if the woman I love
Is growing tired of sleeping alone?

I feel remorse for all who live here,
For this place is a madman's hell.
And those who wish to keep it that way
Must be killed or locked away in jail.

My greatest fear is not my death,
But that I'll end up in a wheelchair.
Disabled for the rest of my life,
Depending on others for my care.

My wife, she prays for my safe return,
As night and day more GI's are killed.
She knows quite well, whatever it takes,
The oath I've given will be fulfilled.


FORMIDABLE FOE


America is the birthday cake of earth,
As the ants march from every direction.
Thank God for all who have sworn to defend her,
Serving with love, honor, pride, and affection.

Since the first day George Washington marched off to war,
There have been those who have wished our demise.
Their hatred, fueled by jealousy and greed,
Was defeated by our brave and the wise.

Once again, we must face a formidable foe,
Who have pledged by their God to destroy us all
Misusing their faith as an excuse to kill,
As for a worldwide jihad, their leaders call.

Some say we should try to appease them,
For if we resist, they’ll hate us even more.
But the David's among us shall cast our stones,
Defeating them, as it was done before.


SATAN’S HORDE SHALL BE REMOVED



Overrun with war and uncontrolled leaders,
Our world becomes more dangerous each day.
dishonest politicians, criminals and the media
Survive by their falsehoods at play.

Bible believers preach, that the end is near
Our world as a whole is beyond reform.
God will eradicate all which is wicked
By his fire of eruption and storm.

To evil’s victory, I will never concede
May its supporters anguish in hell.
By the grace of God and the power of faith
The goodness of man will prevail.

What we accomplish is heaven’s measure
As patriots respond to the threats of man.
Protect and defend what we love till death
As the soldiers of Satan arise from the sand.


By Tom Zart
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