My Poetry
(From On-) High Cover
As desert winds blow, and planes soar overhead,
Their shadow casts long across the sands.
Flying high cover, protect those beneath.
As our troops advance to liberate far lands.
Together we watch and pray for their safety,
As daily we see and hear the news.
Mindful of fears and dreams and hopes,
Aware they are far from loved ones and hearth.
Each bomb that falls, each missile that fires,
Is one day closer to clearing the viper’s nest,
One step closer to freedom for the oppressed,
One step closer to home for our finest and best.
As we fly our flags and support our troops,
We pray that the bullets don’t reach their mark,
Only the arrows of love we send with our prayers,
To safely pierce and shield a loved one’s heart.
So I beg you, regardless of politics and desires,
War or Peace, two sides, two opposing views,
Support the Brave, fly our Flag for support,
Say a prayer to the One Above for each and all of our troops.
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