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THANK HEAVEN FOR HEROES


Thank heaven for the heroes of life
Who lead us to overcome those who are not.
The wise are grateful for all God’s blessings
Where fools never realize what they’ve got.

America is the grain train of earth
Whose people exercise rule by their vote.
All have a chance to partake and prosper
As they arrive by foot, plane or boat.

Our freedom relies on the law of the land,
Our future depends on our grit.
Our past has known both good and bad
And our mistakes we are willing to admit.

The grim of heart hate America
And choose to put her wonders to shame
The devotion of most who love and live here
Rise up to defeat the soldiers of blame.



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.


SHOULDER TO SHOULDER


Americans harmonize in sentiment
While facing the challenges of life.
Shoulder to shoulder we defined our land
Through hardship, sacrifice and strife.

We are eager to oppose our enemies
Wherever they raise their head.
Our principles must be practiced
To avoid being conquered or dead.

We fail to see the merits of a dictator
Only freedom to work and pray as we please.
Most seek guidance from a higher power
As we share our concerns on our knees.

We have always held liberty close to our hearts
Unwilling to surrender to demise.
Whenever its existence was threatened
We have chosen to follow the wise.

We can’t foresee what the future may bring
Though we give it our best not to fail.
Every 4th of July we illuminate the sky
Proving freedom is alive and well.


SHOULD TOMORROW START WITHOUT ME


Should tomorrow start without me
Remember I love you.
Looking down from up above
Seeing everything you do.

If I become a casualty
I pray you will love again
Whom ever makes you happy
I’ll consider my friend.

Should tomorrow start without me
Remind our boys, God loves all who care.
And when life seems too harsh and cruel
With “Him” they must share their prayer.

I have proven I’m not a coward
Who breaks and runs to survive.
Always fearing death will kiss me
As the streets of Baghdad I drive.

Should tomorrow start without me
Be proud I choose to serve.
Our faith and our patriotism
Earn the freedom we deserve.

I miss home more than ever
It breaks my heart to stay away
I can’t help but want to hold you
And whisper what I say.


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.


SOMETIMES


I'm a solder 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 to 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 **** 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.


VETERAN'S DAY


The cost of freedom is sometimes high,
Extremely more when our loved one's die.

Men and women pledged to fight and serve,
And it's our support that they deserve.

Mankind itself is the one to blame,
That all through history, the story's the same.

Peace, like love, can be hard to acquire,
Subject always to enemy fire.

Some how the righteous tend to prevail,
Over the miss-guided, prone to fail.

No wonder we fear the tongues that lie,
As mankind squabbles beneath God's sky.

The danger our solders face is real,
So lets let them know just how we feel.

Put forth your flag and show them your heart,
As those we love from us depart.


OUR FLAG


Our flag is fabric wove of thread,
Carried by heroes live and dead.
She stands for justice and courage too,
With her colors; red, white and blue.

For all who serve her, there’ll be cheers,
For any who die, there’ll be tears,
For all who love her, life is swell,
For those who harm her, war is ****.

How many moms have cried before,
As they sent their children to war.
How many dads have not returned,
Because our freedom must be earned.

Wars were waged where brave men died
As patriots fought side by side.
Our flag is still the pearl of earth,
Because of those who prove her worth.


DADS AT WAR


Where would I be without you dad?
My hero of night and day
I'm so glad you love my mother,
And take time for us each day.

The last time we played baseball,
You reached for me with your hand.
I looked at you, then made a wish,
That I might be just half the man.

I love my father of this earth,
And I love my father of heaven.
It's a lot for me to love, you know,
For I’m only eleven.

Mom and I sure miss you,
Since you left to defend our flag.
When others ask, where is your dad?
I can't help but boast and brag.


WAR


As war is fought it takes charge,
And events spin out of control.
The madness of men can alter the soil
Which nourishes the roots of their soul.

Many things will forever change,
Far more then wished to be.
As the wrath of war starts to destroy,
Those things we fight to keep free.

War is the greatest plague of man,
Religion, state, and sanity.
Any scourge is more preferred,
Than the one which disables humanity.

When war breaks out, boundaries change
And all who die are a token,
Of the rage that must run it's course,
Before words of peace are spoken.


AFTER DEATH


The joy of life is like a fading flower
And the wrath of death is to shrivel and decay.
Committing our spirits to either right or wrong,
Simply by how we choose to live our night or day.

After death the wicked cease to be troublesome
And all who are weary have forever to rest.
People who apply their heart to seek out wisdom,
Are lovingly remembered by all they have blessed.

Let there be no sad farewell after we have gone
Hopefully to heaven, where worthy souls live on,
Searching for reunion with others we once knew
Be they Christian, Buddhist, Muslim, Hindu or Jew.


FREEDOM


In their new uniforms,
The young march off
Not knowing who shall return.
With a proud devotion,
They brandish their flag
Leaving loved ones to wonder and yearn.

May we all be buried
By all of our children
Is an ancient tribal prayer.
They're so easy to lose
But so hard to forget;
Such a burden for a parent to bear.

Oh, the taste of victory
Shall soon be forgotten;
But, never that which was lost.
For those rows of white headstones
In peaceful green fields,
Make it easy to tally the cost.

America has survived all attempts to destroy
Knowing the cruelty of war,
And, we who remain
Must help keep her free
For those who can march no more!

All Poems
By Tom Zart
Author of
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