Category: Patriotic

IT’S NOT MY JOB
©By: R.L.King – From the book Wanderin & Wonderin ©2012

It’s not my job to fight the war, nor did I declare it.
But, the freedom that it brings, well I certainly want to share it.

It’s not my job to train the troops, nor even to recruit them.
But, for the job that they all do, I certainly do salute them.

It’s not my job to arm the soldier, I’m not in uniform.
But I must show my support, as they expertly face the storm.

It’s not my job to fly the planes, nor do I drive the tanks.
But all of those who do, deserve their entire country’s thanks.

It’s not my job to be a warrior. I may not be that brave.
But I have humbly bowed my head at many a warrior’s grave.

It’s not my job to protest while lives are being lost,
nor to mock the freedom, which comes at such great cost.

Ours is the greatest country, we look out for all the rest
and it’s that sense of duty, which makes us the all-time best.

It’s my job to honor my country and in every way I can,
to stand behind her soldiers and fall in line behind the plan.

If I can’t do my job, it might be time for me to leave,
to seek another country in whose constitution I believe.

“When you remove the people’s right to bear arms, you create slaves.”   ~ Author Unknown

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MEMORIAL DAY ©R.L.King – May 28, 2012

Memorial Day approaches as soldiers’ step to the fore, we’ll celebrate their service, just as many times before. We’ll thank them for their gift, because of them, freedom reigns, maybe not for the entire world, but at least they’re making gains.

Today we’ll honor those lost, for a few moments we’ll remember, then we’ll put the memories away until a day in mid-November. We’ll take their gift for granted at least til Veterans Day, but their gift is all encompassing in nearly every single way.

Freedom, bought and paid for by the blood of brave soldiers, with the fate of the entire world thrust upon their shoulders. 365 days a year our soldiers pay the price, yet according to our calendar we honor them only twice.

We need to tell them thank you more than just two days a year and show more appreciation for the way they’ve calmed our fear. It’s nice we have this day to honor their sacrifice, but if we honored them every day it would be 365 times as nice.

UNSUNG HEROES
©By: R.L.King
From the book Memories & Time ©2017

To those who’ve fought the enemy, and lived to come back home,
those who’ll spend their years, reliving the horrors they have known.

To those who slept in foxholes, and those who drove the tanks,
those who protect our freedoms  ….to you we give our thanks.

To those who chase the criminals, or pursue a speeding car,
who watch over us each day, yet we know not who you are.

To those who drive the fire trucks, and run in to put out the flames,
who risk your lives each day, though we seldom know your names.

To those who drive the ambulance, or care for the infirmed,
those who make a difference, our respect you all have earned.

To you, our unsung heroes …and to all of your alums,
as your dedication we applaud, we shall all have upturned thumbs.

Here’s to you.

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Gramps use’ta say
©R.L.King2012 #235

About: Character

“The world would be a much better place,
if only we were all as good…
 as the person we pretend to be.”

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IT’S NOT MY JOB
© Copyright 2013 Richard Lee King

It’s not my job to fight the war, nor did I declare it.
But, the freedom that it brings, well I certainly want to share it.

 It’s not my job to train the troops, nor even to recruit them.
But, for the job that they all do, I certainly do salute them. 

It’s not my job to arm the soldier, I’m not in uniform.
But I can, & must, show my support, as they so expertly face the storm.

It’s not my job to fly the planes, nor do I drive the tanks.
But, all of those who do, deserve their entire country’s thanks. 

It’s not my job to be a warrior. I may not be that brave,
but I have humbly bowed my head, at many a warrior’s grave.

It’s not my job to protest, while lives are being lost.
Nor to mock the freedom, which comes at such great cost. 

Ours is the greatest country, we look out for all the rest.
Partially, it’s that sense of duty, which makes us the all-time very best.

It’s my job to honor my country, and in every way I can,
to stand behind her soldiers, and fall in line behind the plan. 

If I can’t do my job, it might be time for me to leave,
to seek another country in whose constitution I believe.

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Gramps use’ta say
© R.L.King 2012 #298

      
About: America’s Military

“The American way, ain’t about being strong enough to use force,,,,
it’s about being strong enough…
…to not have to.”

(and understanding the difference.)

 

MY SOLDIER
© 2013 Richard Lee King

We were fighting in Iraq, it was nineteen ninety one.
The war was on his mind and I was proud he was my son.
Then the reality struck, Uncle had gotten his man,
thanks to a strong recruiter, who sold a patriotic plan. 

It’s not that he was wronged, military was in his DNA,
but ending up in infantry? Surely there’s a better way.
Can’t say that there’s much future, in learning to drive a tank,
but somehow they convinced him, it’s a quicker way to gain in rank.  

He was a brave patriot, off doing Uncle Sam’s bidding,
but the first time he brought it up, I assumed he was only kidding.
He felt it was his calling, his duty, he believed.
When he finally got back home, I’ve never felt more relieved. 

He discharged as a Sergeant, after a 4 year infantry hitch,
though at that time, to me, it had seemed like “bait and switch.”
But once he’d done his duty, it made a great looking resume’
We considered that important, still do to this very day. 

He got a military education, then signed up to go to school.
Uncle Sam was footing the bill, no one said we’d raised a fool.
He’d come to be the man, his mom and I, had hoped to see,
and I know, she’d be as proud of him, as his Pops will always be.

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Gramps use’ta say
© – R.L.King  2012 #136

 
 About: Military Service – (Basic Training)

“You don’t know, what all you don’t know,
til you meet your DI.”