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Array ( [sid] => 12367 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => Distant Drums [time] => 2003-02-10 18:40:00 [hometext] => I really can't explain it, but I feel an urgency to get this poem published. Dot [bodytext] => We're facing a storm in the mighty USA;
Encroaching o'er the distant shore.
Fear of tomorrow, uncertainty of today,
We've not faced this opponent before.
Sweet land of liberty,
Make ready the stage;
The curtain's about to descend.
We're approaching the chapter's final page,
It's no longer a game of pretend.
Our beloved Old Glory,
Slipped down half-mast,
"Omit words in her creed," someone proposes.
Quite frankly; the last straw; majority opposes.
Miss Liberty; in the harbor,
Suffered a deadly blow;
To her pride, when the planes came that day.
She stood helplessly by; amid the fiery glow,
Silently, she asked Americans to pray.
Our enemies seek the execution of;
Our brothers, our sisters, our sons.
We must be diligent, we must not fail;
Til every battle is won.
Beloved Americans, we must protect our land;
Beside her, and, "Under God," we must stand.
From every mountaintop we must sing;
Crush out the enemy; Let Freedom Ring.
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Distant Drums

Contributed by Dot on Monday, 10th February 2003 @ 06:40:00 PM in AEST
Topic: InspirationalPoems



We're facing a storm in the mighty USA;
Encroaching o'er the distant shore.
Fear of tomorrow, uncertainty of today,
We've not faced this opponent before.
Sweet land of liberty,
Make ready the stage;
The curtain's about to descend.
We're approaching the chapter's final page,
It's no longer a game of pretend.
Our beloved Old Glory,
Slipped down half-mast,
"Omit words in her creed," someone proposes.
Quite frankly; the last straw; majority opposes.
Miss Liberty; in the harbor,
Suffered a deadly blow;
To her pride, when the planes came that day.
She stood helplessly by; amid the fiery glow,
Silently, she asked Americans to pray.
Our enemies seek the execution of;
Our brothers, our sisters, our sons.
We must be diligent, we must not fail;
Til every battle is won.
Beloved Americans, we must protect our land;
Beside her, and, "Under God," we must stand.
From every mountaintop we must sing;
Crush out the enemy; Let Freedom Ring.




Copyright © Dot ... [ 2003-02-10 18:40:00]
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Re: Distant Drums (User Rating: 0 )
by Former_Member on Monday, 10th February 2003 @ 06:45:38 PM AEST
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Dot,Truly a great love for our country you have,great peice here! Inspirational! Christina


Re: Distant Drums (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Monday, 10th February 2003 @ 07:00:45 PM AEST
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i've been crying about the impending war all day, your poem is so beautiful, i don't want the little ones to suffer.. how will they feel seeing the world they have known for their short lives so changed? i wish i could hugg them all, keep them safe, your poem is sooooo good, as tears run ovr' my cheeks again, i thank you and again, for this is something i needed to see, please write more, please, i need your words.. love and huggs nessa


Re: Distant Drums (User Rating: 1 )
by spooky on Monday, 10th February 2003 @ 07:01:41 PM AEST
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dot,,,beautifully written,,matbe people will understand wat the u.s mean ,,it means freedom,,,it means our chance it be equal,,our freedom ot say and do,,,i loved tis piece,,a friend in words,,,spooky


Re: Distant Drums (User Rating: 1 )
by venkat on Tuesday, 11th February 2003 @ 02:58:42 AM AEST
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A good inspirational poem with patriatic emotion.. venkat


Re: Distant Drums (User Rating: 1 )
by Dot on Tuesday, 11th February 2003 @ 06:19:52 PM AEST
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Nessa, my dear friend, you touched my heart with your sweet words about my poem-Distant Drums. I just posted a new poem- should be up tomorrow- Roll Call for America.
I share your heartache for the precious children. Pray that God will protect them. Love, Dot




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